...Earlier during the challenge...
Minutes pass as the challenge goes on. With Liam bringing back the competition to us, it's making me feel off..
I consider this place as my home and... this feels more like a home than the subway I've lived in for years. Living here with friends, when I don't have to hide away from humans.
Further right from me I see some of the batch one contestants: Bryce, Amelia, and Charlotte, all standing among the poles with a certain.. tension?
I shrug it off, assuming it was most likely because of the challenges starting up again. A lot of us would be uncomfortable with being thrown into a challenge like this.
As well to my right, Tray and Atom stood on their poles, Atom kinda doesn't need to balance funnily enough.
As I stand on the pole I start to ponder
I've gone to wonder a question I've been having,
"Hey, Whippy Creamy?"
He turns to face my direction, curious about what I had to say.
"What's up?"
"Why do you still want to compete when we were living just fine before the competition started again."
"I uh..." Whippy Creamy, somewhat disturbed by the question, shakes his head a bit. "Still want to win the challenge? It's still a competition and all.."
Whippy Creamy was being sorta afraid of saying this like he was unsure what he really thought about it.
"But is it really worth throwing away and forgetting the life we had here, Whippy Creamy?"
"Look man!" Whippy Creamy, now somewhat irritated by my response, "Talking about it won't change the fact we are still in a competition."
Whippy Creamy acting this way just felt so weird.. to me? I just want to help my friend out, understand why he's just a bit angry, I guess. Then another voice next to me spoke out for me,
"So what if we are still in the competition!" The ticked voice came from Tray, while she stood in front of Atom on top of the 7th balancing pole. "That doesn't mean we didn't spend our new lives here! We still made friends here, why should we give that up?"
"Well do you really think we can 'continue our lives' with that damned green backpack watching over us, just like Airy did?!"
The bickering just kept continuing back and forth between my friends.
The intensity of the first challenge made my head spin.
It started to hurt.
The feelings and friendships of other contestants are breaking.
Shouts keep getting louder and harsher.
Like we have forgotten what it feels like to care, to EMPATHIZE, with the contestants we spent YEARS with.
Ringing sounds go through my body as my brain tells me EVERYTHING IS WRONG.
Yet I keep on thinking over and over again. What the people who live here, on the plane, had devolved to, not being supportive of each other, just seeing their own perspective of the whole problem.
CURSING themselves in a fury of RAGE.
AND I-
...
Then it all went black.
For one second.
It seemed different to be in the dark, better to be out of reality than live in it.
...
Until I was clicked in again.
And the pole was tilting
...
I crash down, knocking over another stake, in the process.
My head became a concussion instrument.
..
I hit the ground with a crack.
..
I didn't see the plane for some time.
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Edit: 8/3/24
Shoot uh I actually haven't finished chapter 9 yet so it might be released later today or on Sunday.
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