The Organ Games

Chapter 42

Kentucky still held the wooden prank in his hands as he stood over Alabama's body. He was a little shaky as the realization of what he had done hit him. When he saw the old man with the game phone, he had panicked. He needed to get rid of the competition because he wanted to be the first one to Texa's house.

He knelt over the elderly man and checked his breathing. He had struck him hard, and blood was streaming from the sides of his ears.

The man was breathing, much to his relief. He sighed in relief as he dragged him away from the grass path and into the tall grass. He then took the leaves and piled them on top of the old man. He needed to move fast. He knew other players were not far away from where he was, so he raced down to the house.

The game had turned into who was the fastest. That was what most players were after, but they had no idea one of them had been brutally killed while a fellow player had just assaulted another fellow player.

The pledgers, Acer, and organizers wat