The Arena
The arena is silent. Lit dimly with only the glow of the LED light surrounding the bottom floor. A silhouette stands alone as the floor beneath them lights up and spotlights overhead beam down. A hole in the ground opens and a pillar rises up with an encased dome atop, a dome containing two six-sided dice. The dome opens and the person retrieves them. The audience looks on. Some lean forward, focusing intently. Silence surrounds the room, ever so uncomfortable silence as the figure steps up to the board. They reach their hand back, clutching the die in their fist. Their face scrunches then they throw. Both die fly across the board as the audience gasp. The first one lands and slightly spins.."FOUR!" The ref calls. Some lean back, others' gazes grow more intense, eyes wider with anticipation. The other dice keeps spinning. Spinning.. Spinning… "SIX" the ref calls. A moment passes before a unanimous sigh followed by light clapping. Soon enough, cheers fill the room and the guillotine is wheeled away by the Keepers.