You turn your head to face what's in front of you, 23 other podiums, each with a player on. one stares at you with unblinking eyes, willing you to try to run. the buzzer goes and your sprinting towards the middle, your feet gripping against the packed earth. you've gotten to the chests first, you open one to find a stone sword, 3 bread and a health stimpack. That's when you hear it, feet pounding against the ground, out of the corner of your eye you see someone charging towards you, sword in hand, you turn and swing, your swords are a blur in all of the confusion, finally, they fall, a soft thump as they hit the ground, you stare into their face and see that you've just killed, dizzy, your first kill. You say to yourself "that'll be my last" under your breath. You havnt realised that you're panting, gulping down air. And then it hits you, you've just killed someone, grief follows in waves, building up and up until you cant take it. You need to get away, you run as fast as you can, going I a random direction, anywhere but near that body. In the distance you can see someone, no two people, they're fighting, battling is a better word. their wooden swords make blunt thumps as they clash, in the end one of them clips the other in the head, hard enough to kill him.
your breaths are picking up the pace, your mind is racing, adrenalin pumps through you. You turn around and run again, then a thought hits you, something you learned long ago " don't be afraid to fight the fight, but never be afraid to run the run" that is your motto now and you stick to it. you run as fast as you can, about 4 minutes later you find yourself in a field. That's where you spot him, lying in the shade of a tree, a fly is resting on his closed eyelid. you crouch and walk closer, ignoring the anxiety. Pure curiosity compels you forward.
You're under the tree now, sitting next to him. you've given him your stimpack so that he can heal.
"thank you" he says
"no problem" you mutter, the pit in your stomach has worsened
" want to team" he asks, batting the fly away
" may as well" you reply, then you say something unexpected " who are you?"
" my name, is Tohar" he replies
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@Tohar77
@DizzyBonnett
Part 2 will be out soon
your breaths are picking up the pace, your mind is racing, adrenalin pumps through you. You turn around and run again, then a thought hits you, something you learned long ago " don't be afraid to fight the fight, but never be afraid to run the run" that is your motto now and you stick to it. you run as fast as you can, about 4 minutes later you find yourself in a field. That's where you spot him, lying in the shade of a tree, a fly is resting on his closed eyelid. you crouch and walk closer, ignoring the anxiety. Pure curiosity compels you forward.
You're under the tree now, sitting next to him. you've given him your stimpack so that he can heal.
"thank you" he says
"no problem" you mutter, the pit in your stomach has worsened
" want to team" he asks, batting the fly away
" may as well" you reply, then you say something unexpected " who are you?"
" my name, is Tohar" he replies
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@Tohar77
@DizzyBonnett
Part 2 will be out soon
