Erin
The night passes quickly. I am escorted into a very nice hotel, except it isn't a hotel, in that everything is very comfortable and everyone lives there and there's anything I could need, soap, towels, clothes, all things I like. Or think I like. The people are all other children, mostly teenagers but some children. They are playing happily in their rooms, occasionally drifting between them to play games on TVs or in person. They are all quite excited by me, and give me a warm welcome. They also assure me that the coin that the creepy guy gave me is a good thing.
Apparently it's good to be important here. they speak of 'the old man' or 'the man in black' who comes to pay them visits. Apparently they like him. Though they can't specify why or what it was like before he was here (there was such a time).
When morning comes, Mr. Executioner has returned for me. The others part and allow him to pass, but don't seem to really notice him, despite their earlier talk.
"Come with me. I have something to show you."
"What?" I ask.
"Your new job. I think it will suit you?"
"Why?"
"Because you shouldn't be here."
"I should be somewhere else then?" I had a date. I had a date. A boy, gold hair. Freckles, deep deep eyes. I know him. I know him.
"Not anymore."
"You're not very helpful."
"I know."
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Olympus Drive Book 3: According to Plan
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