So, I've never wrote in this this D gave me 7 months ago, but I guess I've come around to the idea. Just a little bit. I figured that any day here could be the last, and I want a record of thoughts and... Feelings, for someone to read if I go, so I can explain some things. I just have this feeling, like something is going to change, it's like there's been this storm brewing, this shadow darkening, and I'm wondering when everything is going to fall apart.
A and D have been getting close, uncomfortably close. I'm worried about A for it, I don't want D to hurt him, I really, really don't. I could have just thrown him and/or D out, but I haven't. I think I care about A too much. D however, is only in because C said we need them.
Things have been quiet. We hunt, we forage, we craft, make tools and talk, that's it really. There's not much to do. I don't mind really, seeing as I get to spend a lot of time with C, but I've always got A in the back of my head, thinking what the hell has D been telling him?
A looks a lot more adjusted to the forest now, his short sleeved, scarlet t-shirt and denim pants are torn to bits. His hair, once in a neat frontward flick on top of his head, now reaches down his neck, almost mullet-like. Kind of looks like my hair really. D's had a dramatic change of hair too, that old shoulder length layered style is gone, replaced by a very short cut. Not quite a pixie cut, but similar, a little more masculine. It's still white with dyed purple tips though, and surprisingly well kept.
A still doesn't know about Q and her group, to my knowledge anyway. If D has told him, the two have been quiet about it. Either way I'm glad, A seems the type to suggest we migrate into their group, and Q has already been nagging me about that, I don't need A doing it either. I don't know why she doesn't get some people don't want to share a camp with people who'll stab them first chance they get without needing a reason. I get it because I learned it the hard way. I trusted Z. I trusted him. Him and those... Things! I don't want to kill anyone, I'd be as bad as the rest, but if it came to it, I think I could kill him to protect C and A. No, I know I could. I would? Yes I would! Yes.
Anyway, I better wrap up, D's coming over and I won't let them read this, even if it was their idea and they gave it to me. Hey, come to think of it, where did they get-
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(WIP 1ST DRAFT) Welcome To The Mind Games
Science Fiction"26 players, 1 survivor, Welcome To The Mind Games, Player A." A and 25 others must work together, or against each other to survive. With little memory of their old life, A is desperate for answers. Especially when it seems A is the only player who...
