Adrenaline surges through my veins as I sprint through the dark, twisting maze, my boots pounding against the hard ground. "Everyone, stay behind me!" I shout, my voice desperate and commanding. I can hear the others scrambling to keep up as I forge ahead, determined to outrun the horrifying sounds of the destitute The eerie snarls and grunts of the twisted, inhuman creatures send shivers down my spine."Come on! We can make it!" I yell.Glancing back over my shoulder, I catch sight of their shambling, contorted forms lurching towards us. Without hesitation, I raise my weapon and start firing, squeezing the trigger in rapid bursts. I need to clear a path to get my friends to safety. "Keep moving, everyone!"The maze is a labyrinth of shadows and dead ends, making gaining ground impossible. I push myself harder, my lungs burning, praying we can outrun the destitute. But they seem to be everywhere, their numbers endless. Panic starts to claw at the edges of my mind, but I force it
I feel like an absolute fool. How could I have let my guard down, even for a moment?I knew we were in the heart of enemy territory, with danger lurking around every corner, yet I still managed to doze off. But I was just so exhausted from everything that's been happening. I didn't mean to fall asleep, Everett had refused to tell us anything, no matter how many times we asked her what her plans were. The girl barely paid us any mind, absolutely infuriating.Thankfully, I was only out for a few minutes. I slowly make my way to the room where Zane is being held. I need answers from him - why did he betray us? Was he ever really on our side, or was he playing us the whole time?I need to stay alert and focused. There's too much at stake. As I walk back towards the room, a tiny part of me can't help but feel embarrassed and ashamed. Ethan and Valerie had seen me in that vulnerable state, and I was not too fond of them thinking I was weak or incapable. We're all under immense stress,
I take a deep breath as I face my team, their expressions ranging from distrust to outright hostility. Valerie steps forward, her brow furrowed. "How could you hide something so important from us, Ande? We're supposed to be a team - we can't trust you anymore."Ethan refuses to meet my gaze, and his arms crossed defensively over his chest. "I don't know what to think. You put all of us in danger by keeping this secret." My palms feel clammy as I try to explain myself. "I know, I know. But if I had told you, it would have put you all at risk. I was trying to protect you." Valerie scoffs. "Protect us? How is that protecting us? You should have let us decide for ourselves."The tension in the room is palpable as my team murmurs in agreement. I feel cornered, my heart racing. Everett suddenly snorts.Valerie tenses, her eyes narrowing as she turns to face the other girl, "and just what are you laughing about?" she says dangerously, eyes hooded, "You don't get to laugh about anything, y
I move the spies to another room with the camera too open for comfort.The group of teens are a bit reticent, but they follow my orders without any complaints. As the last of the spies is ushered into the new hidden room we found, I take a step back and survey the scene. Our new prisoners are glaring at us, their expressions a mix of anger and fear, but I feel no remorse. Zane sits at the other end of the room, far away from the others, his eyes never leaving his knees where he's curled up. As for Everett, she sits by the far wall, her eyes unreadable as they survey new quarters.She suddenly meets my eyes, her brow quirking.Looking away, I clear my throat, pining the grumbling traitors with a glare. They brought this upon themselves by infiltrating our class and threatening our lives."You can't keep us here forever," one of the bolder spies snarls, his hands clenched into fists. "The Principal will find us, and then you'll all be sorry."I lock eyes with the man, my gaze unwaverin
I knock on Valerie's door, my heart pounding with anticipation and trepidation. It's been a few hours since I handed her the chip, and I'm eager to hear what she's discovered.The door swings open, and Valerie ushers me inside, her expression serious. "Ande, I'm glad you're here. I've been examining the chip, and I think I've figured out what it is."I nod, taking a seat on the edge of her bed. "What did you find?"Valerie sits down beside me, her fingers drumming nervously on the desk. "This chip is a tracker, Ande. It's been monitoring our movements, our location, everything."I feel a chill run down my spine, and I must resist the urge to tug at the collar around my neck. "Are you saying that even if we escape the school, the Principal can still find us?"Valerie nods, her eyes dark with worry. "That's exactly what I'm saying. The chip is integrated with the collar we're all wearing, and if we try to remove it, the collar will likely explode."I swallow hard, my mind racing. "So wh
As I follow closely behind Chris, my mind races with questions. Why is he leading us back to the rooms where we had hidden the spies we captured? A sense of unease settles in the pit of my stomach.Just what is Chris planning?"Chris, why are we going back here?" I ask, my voice laced with suspicion. I look around the deserted hallway, my heart beginning to pound, "What are you doing?"Chris glances over his shoulder, a bright glint in his eye. "This might be where we can get the information we need, Ande," he replies cryptically.My eyes widen at his words, and I can't help but feel a surge of hope. "What? You mean..."Without another word, Chris pushes open the door to the room where we had left the spies. As he steps inside, I see him emerge moments later, Zane's elbow firmly in his grasp.Zane looks bewildered, tugging at his arm and glaring at Chris. "What the hell are you doing, Chris?" he demands, his voice laced with disbelief.Chris ignores Zane's protests and continues to d
As I lie on my bunk, staring up at the dimly lit ceiling of our dorm, a sense of unease settles over me.Yesterday's events still weigh heavily on my mind, the weariness and fear of Zane betraying us lingering like a spectre in the shadows.A deep sigh escapes my lips as I shift my position, trying in vain to find a more comfortable spot. But the weight of our situation refuses to be ignored, pressing down on me like an invisible force.Suddenly, the silence is shattered by the familiar crackle of the intercom, and my body goes rigid with anticipation. "Attention, students!" the announcer's voice bellows, sending a shiver down my spine. "It is time for the Next Game. Report to the main hall immediately."I spring up from the bed, my heart pounding in my chest. The next Game! - what horrors await us this time? I can feel the familiar knot of anxiety tightening in the pit of my stomach as I hurry to go to the hall, my mind racing with a thousand unanswered questions.As I step out in
It's quiet that night.As the day winds down, we're each granted one final meal before the games begin. As we all head to the cafeteria, a sense of unease settles over me. The stakes are so high, and I can't shake the feeling that something could go wrong. Suddenly, Chris clears his throat, drawing my attention to him."Ande," he says, his voice casual. "I've been thinking, and I don't think I'm the right person to lead us. The responsibility is too great, and I don't want to risk making a mistake that could cost us everything."I feel a surge of dread in my chest. While I'm not too fond of this, the thought of someone else leading our team makes me uneasy."Then… who's going to lead?" I whisper."Zane should take on the team leader role," Chris replies. "He's one of the top-scoring players, and I believe he has the strategic mind we need to win this. This is a chance for him to prove himself."I shrug, my lips twisting into a frown, "if you are sure about this… It's your choice," I