the game

kassie

i'm shaking all over. maybe i need to eat something. i wandered inside a while ago. so why do i feel so lost? there are rooms with beds upstairs for while we stay in the game. maybe i'll sleep.

the stairs are old and rickety. but that is nothing to the noise. there is a racket up at the top where the beds are. i sigh and keep walking up the flight of stairs. finally i'm to the first level of beds. if i die, so be it. i'm too tired to care.

i flop onto a bed near the door and fall asleep almost immediately.

it's a mistake.

"stupid girl," a cannarie streaks at me. i sit up wide awake just in time for him to bight my leg. he latches into my bone and i hear it shatter.

i scream.

at first my body is numb like that didn't happen. like i'm fine. and then the pain begins. the ear splitting mindnumbing earth shattering pain. and it doesn't stop because the cannarie picks me up in the spot he has just brutalized and tries to fly away with me.

i keep screaming. i keep fighting. i keep hurting.

i can't believe my luck.

i try to wriggle out of his grip. it's useless.

i can hear a guttural noise emerging from deep in his throat.

almost like a laugh.

"you can't escape like that," he chuckles.

"but i can like this," in my pocket i have an instant death pill. i have one for every level. my mom gave it to me. i know to much for torture.

it tastes like death. if death has a taste but at least it will do the job.

i'm not going to explain my death.

i escape the bird at my own expense and regenerate in the gnarled forest like always.

i shiver as i get on my hover board. i want to get out of here. i make it further into the foliage. i pull out my watch, hoping i can get out of the forest before more creatures find me. i don't want to go with them. not now. i need to get my head on straight. i need to focus on what my mom wants from me. there's nothing else i can do. i have to follow my orders if i want to give orders in the future.