D E A T H G A M E it’s all fun & games until you’re facing the end Chapter quote: “Nobody remembers the dead” Warning: contains de@th and violence. Do not read if you are sensitive to blood and/or murd3r. Descriptions of de@th occasionally occur. Possibly triggering She thought she would live. She /hoped/ she would live. And it was ripped right out of her hands. Bl00d pours from her back, pooling on the floor. I am sickened by the sight of it. It soaks her blonde hair, streaking through it in flashes of red. And I can’t save her. Zane looks at me, and I try my best not to care. Not to show how much he means. It’s a never ending game, for no reason other than to get the population under control. There’s always one person who wants to do it, of course, but you never win. Not really. Because it’s never ending. Because you always remember what you saw. And someday, maybe someone will be haunted by the images of my dead body. I hope it haunts them. I want them to remember. I want them to /care/. I clutch my dagger set in one hand, pulling out an especially sharp one. I move ahead. And that’s when I see my fatal mistake. An L shape curves from Alexine and me. And she’s noticed. And she’s /smiling/. She starts sauntering to my spot, ready to end me. In those precious seconds, I hope that I go to heaven. At least this way, I can end heroically, instead of from the sicknesses and increasing death rate at home, instead of from starvation. But nobody remembers the dead. Nobody but the families, who will also probably be dead soon after. Nobody but the dead remember each other.
