Shrinking Island
The floor was their only refuge — a square of safety marked by ropes, barely enough for the whole team to stand shoulder to shoulder.
Eyes Wide Shut
Blindfolded and unsure, the Seeker stepped forward, guided only by voices in the void.
Stack & Steady
It started with whispers and puzzled faces. Each person held a secret — a single instruction for the perfect tower.
The Irrelevant Answer
“What's your name?” “Banana peels taste like Tuesdays.”
1 2 3 Don't Cheese
“Ten seconds. Run!” Students vanished into props — behind boxes, under cloths, pressed against walls. Click!”
Balloon Tower Build
Time was ticking. One hand behind backs, balloons in the other.
Borderlight Battle
“Ten seconds. Run!” Students vanished into props — behind boxes, under cloths, pressed against walls. Click!”
Flip Tac Toe
The grid was marked, beanbags ready, bottles half-filled. Flip. Miss. Flip. Landed!
