The Mating Games Cherryle's Story

Part 15

Cherryle's POV:

     As I head back towards my hotel room, from an almost uneventful day of training. I'm wandering through the shadowed vacant halls; when I get a gut feeling. My intuition reminds me of a key factor of the Games; during our week stay, we are to participate in a tournament.

     This tournament researches and influences the stats of our average race, medically.
You know how scientists have like those things that say: basic average human of different sexes and ages? Yeah, they make that out of our scores.

     Anyway, the Games can make these tests randomly. Middle of the night, during a meal, whenever as long as we're here.
So basically I have a gut feeling that they're gonna test is real soon.
So of course I plan to prepare.

     Soon I reach my room, I grab my room key from my track pants pocket. And stick it through the keyhole. I turn with ease and open the door with a loud bang.

     I walk in and close the door behind me. I lock it, and realize they have keys to every room on hand. In precautionary measures, I also put the lock things that only hotels have (besides movies I mean).
The lock that you can't unlock or lock from outside the room. The one that keeps the door mostly closed with a metal chain when used. This way no one can get in.

     Incase they prepared for that, I slide a knife under my pillow and sleep with my eyes open (metaphorically speaking). 
After I shower and change, taking off my mask. (That I forgot to say she's been wearing this whole time, and that totally didn't forget about).

     After I'm ready for bed, the modern room and environment annoys me and I can't sleep.
So I go over to my room tv. I've never been great at working with them...  but I do know how to set up Just Dance; which I spot in the cupboard.

(Time skip brought to you by Shoto Todoroki's half burnt off uniform)
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     Its an hour later and I've got perfect scores on almost every song. I've always been a good dancer, with both blades and hips.
I'm so exhausted that I could just pass out, but my legs won't move.

     I'm sitting from my floor with paralyzed legs. I can't move to my bed, because I can't move period.
I get angry and grab the vase from the coffee table and smash it into my legs with a lot of force.

     I'm bleeding, glass all over the floor, broken vase, deep wounds surround my legs, but I can move them now; so it's totally worth it.

     I walk myself to my bathroom and rip out the glass chunks from my legs and feet, bandage it up, disinfect my wounds, take Advil, clean up the glass. But I decide to put the glass in-front of my door so it'll notify me and wake me if there's an intruder.

     Knowing I'm safe helps, and I finally drift off to sleep. The blackness caresses my mind as everything disappears into an endless void of nothing. But I can't be afraid, because I'm not conscious of it. I never dream in my sleep, I simply just drift through endless space.

A/N
What do you think will happen? Will her traps work? Will her wounds heal before the Games? Will she enter a coma in her sleep? Will she cease and die? What do you think?

Sorry, I know I don't post that often. But I hope you liked this!

P.s. to those very few Otakus reading this... I will continue with my references. Including references to when hot side characters were shirtless... your welcome.
                                                ~Drewly Out