Ayaan and his friends (Abdul, Danny, Zoro) are frustrated.
They desperately want to go on a Goa Beach vacation but are short on money.
Late at night, Ayaan has a strange dream glowing alien figures summon him.
Aliens offer them a chance to "play a game" one with great rewards.
They tell Ayaan and friends to go to a secret address.
Ayaan convinces his friends to accept they have nothing to lose.
The group arrives at a strange, abandoned building.
The place matches the one from Ayaan's dream.
Inside, a large glowing portal hums with strange energy.
Suddenly, the friends are knocked unconscious.
Ayaan and the others wake up in a futuristic, neon-lit city.
Flying cars, towering skyscrapers, alien skies.
The group is confused — this is clearly not Earth.
A message flashes in the sky:
WELCOME PLAYERS. LEVEL 1 LOADING...
The game has truly begun
Close-up on Ayaan's face.
Determined.
"Welcome to the game," he says.
Ayaan blinked against the harsh neon lights. For a moment, he thought he was dreaming again. But the cool metal beneath his hands, the low hum of flying cars overhead, and the distant chatter of hundreds of people told him otherwise.
They were no longer in their city.
They stood in the middle of a sprawling futuristic metropolis — the sky a strange gradient of violet and blue, filled with massive holographic signs in languages none of them could understand. Sleek buildings rose high into the sky, their surfaces shimmering with light. Flying cars zipped past them, leaving trails of neon behind.
"Bro…" Danny whispered, eyes wide. "Where are we?"
Abdul looked like he could barely breathe. "This can't be real. We're dreaming. We have to be."
A sudden hum filled the air, growing louder. The crowd around them gasped and turned as a massive, translucent figure appeared in the sky — a towering alien-like being made entirely of light and geometric patterns. Its voice echoed through the entire city.
"Welcome, Players," it announced in a deep, mechanical tone. "This is the Game of Blood."
The crowd fell silent.
"You have been chosen to compete," the alien continued. "The ultimate prize — three trillion dollars will be granted to the final winner."
Cheers erupted in the crowd. Some players laughed. Others shouted in excitement.
But the voice grew darker.
"However… those who are disqualified… will be terminated."
The laughter quickly faded.
A man in a pushed forward through the crowd, laughing loudly. "What is this nonsense? You expect us to believe this? Are we in some cheap sci-fi movie?"
Before anyone could respond, a deafening gunshot rang out.
The man collapsed, blood pooling beneath him.
Gasps and screams echoed through the street. Ayaan's heart pounded. Beside him, Abdul trembled violently.
"This is not a joke," the alien voice said coldly. "Your first level begins now."
A large holographic display appeared in the air.