Clay stared vaguely at the ground like she was not really there and it was just an evil, grinning apparition that was here for other reasons.She kept attacking and attacking,all the while with her face visibly cold and unemotional.It almost felt as if she had somehow contacted whatever mental issues The Mute had been boasting of a few minutes back."Saul?....",June called before slowly taking her attention off the fact that she had just been about to say something to him,her eyes were solely focused just on Clay and what was happening with her.Saul slowly stood up,his eyes all the while on Clay as he tried to figure out what was going on and why she looked the way she looked.She didn't look normal to him and he had a bad feeling about where all of this was going."Saul...I don't think Clay is okay",June called as she slowly also got on her feet,her eyes not leaving Clay's for once.The blood from The Mute's body has made a quite artistic template on the floor and on Clay's boot bu
Clay stepped back.She walked with her back till she was at the cage door,there she turned around and waited for the door to be opened,her eyes downcast,as she avoided the light of the stage that was shining down on her.The light was illuminating and drawing attention to every part of her, especially the parts of her that were still drippy and red with The Mute's blood.Standing under the light made it hard for her to hide those features of her.This made Clay lift her head up because she did not want to be faced with the decision and choices she had made.Her head was raised high as she glared at the gate, waiting for it to be opened.She was only glaring because she could not imagine what she would have to be doing if she wasn't glaring." AND WE HAVE OUR WINNER OF THE FOURTH AND FINAL MATCH UP BETWEEN CLAY AND THE MUTE !!!! CLAY HAS DESTROYED HER OPPONENT !!!! SHE HAS UTTERLY AND COMPLETELY ENDED HER MATCH WITH HELP FROM NONE OTHER THAN THE DEVIL !!!",The Commentator was being qui
June looked between them in amusement and eventually chose to settle on looking at Clay's face instead,it was the better of the two faces after all.She watched as Clay grimaced while watching The mute get taken away."You should be glad and not worried,if you hadn't done your best like you did,you would have been the one getting carried out and the rest of our team would be without a head",She told Clay who slowly turned to look at her, taking her eyes off the cage and what was being done around it.They smiled at each other softly."I heard you call out my name severally",Clay told her with a grin as she walked a bit closer to her.June shook her head and then shrugged."You probably heard wrong",She answered, staring right at Clay who only smiled wider.Clay's smile was setting June off so she turned to glare harder at Clay."And you...I felt you looking at me several times. Why were you also staring at me?",She questioned rashly out of a necessity to say something when she could n
Clay and June exchanged equal looks of curiosity when they heard what Saul had said.June was the first to react as she hurriedly shrugged in reply to whatever Clay was going to say even before she said it.They both hurriedly turned to find Saul already almost completely dissapearing as he had been walking after Vasquez."Hey! Wait up,old man!",June called as she ran after Saul's dissapearing figure, waving her hands about while Clay also tried to catch up with all of them without losing her cool like June had done.Clay had only followed behind Saul after hearing that whatever they were going to discuss about had something to do with the Gamemaster even though she would much rather return to the church and lay her head down somewhere to rest.She sighed as she remembered that the church was no longer how it used to be and finding a place to rest might not be as easy as she thought.She shook her head as she walked behind them, studying them as she followed behind them.She had no id
June's voice was carrying louder and more violent now and even though the others had said nothing,they felt the same way she felt about being here so they let her be and only looked on as she kept talking."I don't want to remain here any longer!",She mentioned as she eyed Vasquez skeptically and hissed in his face.Clay knew that there was something going on here that she and June were not aware of.First of all,she had noticed how they were less violent towards each other.She had briefly Wondered if the fighting had gotten rid of whatever ill feelings that had risen up within them but then she had realized that if indeed that was what had happened, then Vasquez would be too busy licking his wounds and would not be here trying to have a discussion with them.So,this new found understanding between them had nothing to do with the fighting,it was something entirely different, something about the Gamemaster like Saul had mentioned earlier."Clay?",June called out aloud, jarring Clay fr
The room was as quiet as a graveyard in the middle of the night.The others all stared at each other to be sure that they had heard the same thing before they all then turned to face Vasquez since it was obvious that they had all heard the same thing.At this point, Vasquez confessing that he had said the wrong words was the only way to salvage what they had heard.They all stared at Vasquez, unmoving and unable to decide whether to believe what he had just said or to ask him to repeat his words.Strangely enough,a part of them could tell that Vasquez was being truthful with what he had said.It was hard to believe but it was also impossible not to believe that the Patrons did not intend to let them out,after all,they had locked them up here and killed off several of the participants like they were flies,how hard could it be for them to also make sure that whoever survived the game never made it out?Saul on the other hand had thought as much especially since he was aware that most of
The pain on Clay's face was palpable and the silence that ensued after her demand was mostly as a result of how much fear they had all felt from her question.Vasquez stared deep in to her eyes or tried to.He could not seem to look her in the eyes and any time he tried to do so,be found himself taking his eyes off immediately.For some reason, he felt that a lot depended on the answer he was going to give and he felt terrible because he knew that he could not give her a good answer which was why he was keeping quiet.She shook him, reminding him that she was still holding him up by his collar which was quite shocking in its own but no one had the time or willfulness to notice that a girl was basically holding up like he was a piece of paper.The tears trickled down her eyes and strangely enough the rest of her face remained quite serious as she spoke again,her voice lilting."Answer me, Vasquez !",She muttered, grunting after."Say something !",She demanded and before giving him a ch
It was not just Clay that was overly affected by the ringing of the siren that Introduced the new day.When the loud buzzing came on,Vasquez had hurriedly closed his ears,as fast as he could but not fast enough to block all the possible noise out.He had gotten a gunshot to his ear a while back , a gift of his street shooting days and his ears had remained sensitive since especially to loud and piercing sounds and this siren was a terrible combination of both.The first time he had listened to the siren,he had been quite literally blown away as he had been unable to handle it.He had learned subsequently to control it,slower than his old self as he had grown older and slower while he was not even paying attention.He could not even think of being mad at the person that had done it to him because it was a mild complication compared to the usual complications involved in his lineof work.He especially considered it mild because he knew what he had done to other people on those same stre