Anna
She now saw their faces again. Jim, Jack, Hendrick – they were all still there, even if their pictures were becoming weaker by the second. Their memories burned and roared, and then they were almost gone. Jim's memory was the only one Anna managed to somehow maintain, as if it clung to her desperately, trying to keep her alive. And as her mind started to further fall apart, the fire spreading without any cure in sight, Anna regained her limited consciousness again.
The loud heartbeat had fastened, its steady pattern now accelerating, almost as if it was getting impatient. Anna's vision went from blurry to sharp. Her arms were held out openly, palms upwards. She was carrying a small heap of organs in her arms, carefully escorting them towards the massive hill next to the heart.
I need to feed the machine, the voice inside of her head plead out.
This was the moment in time Anna realized that she didn't feel her legs moving anymore. It was weird. There was still some pressure, so she was sure they did touch the ground, but it didn't feel like actually touching at all. After the realization had kicked in, she soon realized the rest of her body followed the same pattern. Cold, metallic, lifeless.
Once again, Jim's face popped up in her head.
Jim. I am not allowed to forget him, she thought.
Forget him, the voice responded. The machine yearns for fuel.
No!
But her body kept moving forward on her own. She was now standing in front of the mountain, focussed all of her energy to stop moving, to stop going forward. There needed to be a way to stop it, to destroy it, a way to turn the situation around. She felt like she once knew someone who would have been able to plan an escape out of this situation, but her head burned at the thought of him.
She felt the heart in her chest. Yes, there was still something left. But even that small part of her betrayed her, since it beat at the same pace as the giant one, which had gotten even faster now and was still accelerating.
Her body bend forward, carefully put the organs on the hill, then turned around. Back where she had come from, in a wide circle, dozens if not hundreds of humanoid machines stood unmoving, their gazes fixed lightly upward.
And she started walking back, her force not helping her out of her metallic prison as she moved towards a small gap in the circle: a gap reserved for her.
And as she walked far enough to see the faces again, and she was able to see them up close, it was impossible to deny the familiarity. They were all more or less the same, and she knew her fear had become reality.
Her body moved into line and turned around.
The heartbeat got so fast it turned to noise.
But as the heartbeat suddenly stopped and the voice plead out once again,
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Sinner's Game
Horror'Are you ready for the secrets that await between the Lines of Reality to unfold?' It first sounds like a dream come true as Hendrick and his friends get transported into the world of 'Sinner's Game'. But things soon get more serious as their journe...
