The other four players on the property's outskirts were caught up in their own hell. New York insisted on returning to their motels. She was exhausted and terrified, and her body was in so much pain that she couldn't think straight.She tried to persuade the others to join her, but they all knew better and knew what would happen if they quit. They were well aware of what had happened to Tennessee, the previous player to put the organization to the test."Just relax, we just need to take a break and think about it. Remember, if you do anything stupid, they will kill you," New Jersey served her a reminder. He was also going insane.It was the second time they had to flee due to the sound of guns. The sound appeared to be coming from more than one weapon this time around. He could not pinpoint the location of a second or additional gun, but this time it was like there was some sort of gunfire exchange. However, quitting was not an option for them. They had already dug their own graves."
Taxes walked into her garage, grabbed her tractor, and drove straight to where she had left Alabama, freezing in the cold under the busk of night. She stepped out and approached him. As he held his little cross, she could tell he was praying."Get up, old man, your prayers have been answered. I have hot coffee in my house," she offered, surprising him.Alabama stared at her hand, which she laid out for him to grab."I don't have time, old man, get up quickly before you become a target for the other players," she advised.She was correct, based on his options and the experience he experienced with the first players he encountered. He'd be dead if she wanted him to be.He grabbed the hand and was led to the tractor's passenger seat. And she drove them back to her house."What do you take, coffee or tea?" She inquired. He turned and stared at her, his confused expression still stumped on his face. "Coffee will do... thanks," he replied. "Cool, follow me to the dining room, the kitchen
Texas finished brewing up the coffee in her safety room. Her daughter was still fast asleep, she was a sleeper and loved that about her. She did not deserve to be part of the blood bath happening upstairs.For Texas, It was a normal night for her, and her behavior seemed to be that of one who had just received visitors over for a late-night chat or coffee.She poured two cups and headed back to the kitchen. To her disappointment, the two players were not cleaning her kitchen, and the blood had begun clotting up. Her face tensed up and her lips curved into a line. Washington noticed and quickly spoke up."The arrows are making it difficult for us to stretch and clean. You have to get them off," he suggested."What's the loop in the contract? Please tell us?" Louisiana pleaded. She appeared to have gotten out of her slumber.Texas hissed in irritation and handed Alabama a cup of coffee, to which he nodded in refusal to her disappointment."I thought you wanted one?" a very annoyed Texa
Texas walked back to her safe room, pissed. Her plan was not going as planned. She was dealing with greedy idiots without an ounce of brain cells. She took a seat on the small bed, her hands on her head when her daughter moved and turned her head in her direction."Mommy, I want to go to the toilet," she said.Texas had not anticipated her little girl waking up so early. She looked at her watch and it was five past ten at night. She could only assume it was the change in the environment."Oh sweetheart, did I wake you up?""No, I was awake, I have been waiting for you and want to use the toilet," the little girl replied, rubbing her eyes."There is a portable toilet somewhere here.""No mom, I want to use the toilet in my bedroom," she protested.Texas ignored her and helped her out of the blankets, placing her on the floor as she went on looking for the portable toilet. She had completely forgotten about it. It was one of the first things she was supposed to look for, but she had bee
"I still do not understand why they can't just kill you and give us another task," Washington stated, getting attention to himself. His statement was somehow a compliment on Texas, the woman was good and he somehow seemed the other ridiculous tests."Do not get me wrong, but why were you recruited into the game if you are military and have guns and spying gadgets?" he added. They all turned their attention to face Texas. It was not a secret that the woman appeared to be military trained."First of all, I am not and I have never been in the military and I guess the useless organization just did not do a proper background check on me," she mocked knowing very well Acer and her bosses were listening to the conversation."You are the CIA?" Louisiana yelled, holding her mouth. It was the only rational explanation she could come up with being a fan of a lot of American movies.Texas smiled, she took her statement as a compliment "No silly, if I was CIA, all the stupid organizers of the gam
"What?" Texas asked as she noted the confusion on their faces. They all kept staring at each other, still wondering how she managed to get close to them without making any noise.Nevada wiped the blood off his cheeks. The bullet had merely grazed him but it imprinted a wound large enough to gash blood out."We are all going to take a little trip to my house," she announced and signaled them to start walking.The organizers watched, wondering what her plan was. Taking all the remaining players under one roof did not seem to be a good plan. They predicted room for a blood bath; the game was not yet over, and they encouraged the pledgers to glue their eyes to the screen.Texas led the four players into her house, her two guns drawn. They were tempted to run but were overwhelmed with fear. They were sure she was going to shoot them, and the husband that she mentioned got them more confused. They all remembered Acer, explaining that the woman lived alone with her toddler.California began
"Was she speaking Russian?" Washington inquired as he moved away from the window.Louisiana, on the other hand, had her hands over her mouth, wondering if she had killed all the players."Please lie down," Alabama urged as he tried to remove the arrows from her legs. He was the only player who appeared unconcerned about what was going on outside."Did she... kill them all?" Louisiana enquired."Probably," Washington replied, looking at his watch. He had previously noted that they were 30 minutes into a new day. It was Monday, and nothing was happening to them. They were all safe; no attacks, no houses exploding. The prospect of Texas being correct about the loop made him feel guilty.The woman was right, all alone and among those in the room. He was the biggest doubter, and to make it worse, he attacked her.Alabama quickly pulled back on the arrows, sending Louisiana to wail in pain. She wasn't expecting him to pull the arrows without alerting her."Fuck you! Fuck you!" she yelled at
The two women lay low, without making any sound. They knew there was a possibility of the woman coming back for them, but they did not expect her to be calling out for them like she did not know where she left them. Nothing was making sense to them unless they were dealing with a psycho who had plans to play sick games with them and then later kill them.They were both terrified, breathing heavily as they listened to each other's heartbeats that were loud enough for them both to hear. Their nightmare appeared not to be ending. However, if she planned to finish them off, then she had to go and get them rather than them running to her.After calling out for what seemed like forever, Louisiana got tired and signed in disappointment. She could only wish they were okay and not badly hurt."I think they ran off. The crazy woman is really scary," Washington commented."Do not let her hear you calling her that.""Please do not tell me, you do not see that there is something not right with her