“As a whole, you will have twenty-four hours to get the number on your wristband down to fifty. If that doesn’t happen by this time tomorrow night, the implants in your necks will detonate at random until we’re left with fifty cadets remaining. Same goes for anyone who tries to escape and goes out-of-bounds. You’ll get four warning beeps before you’re dead, but don’t fret, you have hundreds of wooded acres to hide and play in.”
