The Writer Games | Once In A Lifetime & World Edition

Task Eight: Coming Home (FINALS)

Once the tributes have  made it to the surface, they realize they don't have much more room than  underground; they have surfaced into a small house.

All the doors are locked.

So they wait, hide in  various rooms of the three-story flat, and hope for news of their  friends and foes - as well as a little rest - over the night; some of  them haven't slept in days.

That night, two more faces appear on the ceiling of each room.

First, Minnie; the  unbalanced girl from Four. Her mouth is shut and straight, as if she  daren't show any emotion, but her eyes betray her, showing a profound  sadness that only she would have been able to explain.

If she had lived.

Her face is chased away  by that of the girl from Seven; Felticka. She contrasts almost perfectly  with Minnie, bright and bubbly as if she didn't quite grasp she was  possibly losing her life at this, but still paralyzed with the fear of  losing her sanity - if she had any to start with.

Now she'd lost both.

The remaining four tributes shudder; there are almost none of them left. Today could easily be the last day.

Azure crawls out from  the inside of an oven, and thanks goodness nobody thought of turning it  on, in case there were tributes in it; he would rather not burn alive.

Liz slowly sits up, and  stretches her neck; turns out that hiding by lying in a bathtub isn't  the most comfortable way to avoid your enemies. But it is effective.

On the third floor, MeMe  is sitting on a bed in what looks like a child's bedroom, if it wasn't  so eerily clean. She has not hid away like the other tributes; it would  hurt her joints, and besides, the faster they find her, the sooner she  can kill them and go home - not this artificial place, her real home,  back in the Victors' Village.

Custer lets out a small  cheer; while the others have doubtlessly been thinking about the Games,  he's been productive for once in his life - his mother would be proud.  He is too, as he looks down at the contraption that reaches from the  door to the basement and covers the whole floor, except for a small  square where he stands. His feet are sore; the stylists never gave  tributes shoes, and his feet are bloody from the floor of the caverns.  He looks at the small multi-coloured blocks on the ground and grins. "I  hope you all step on Legos."

There are voices above. The finalists look up and see the Gamemakers arguing again.

"Melo, this is finals! We need some change. Besides, you already vetoed Brielle's race track!" Fillius argues.

"They're aboveground, that's enough!" Melodica counters. "And don't call me Melo!"

"Fine, you are not mellow." Fillius concedes. "It's still a final, Mel."

They tense, expecting  Melodica to snap and kill her co-worker. Instead she just groans. "Of a  fight to the death, not a reality show."

Fillius groans now, and just abandons. "Fine, go ahead, fight."

So the four tributes do.

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First of all, congrats to you four finalists! You have all worked hard and deserve this , for never giving up

Liz Short

Custer Mudd

Mercy "MeMe" Lakeside

Azure Featherlin

THE TASK RULES:

-The other three tributes must die (AT LEAST TWO BY YOUR HAND)

-Entries must be handed  in by next Sunday at 8 PM CST. They will then be posted in order of who  handed in first with fifteen minute intervals.

-Word Limit: 2000 words  (None of you should have a problem with this, it's just to ensure you're  reasonable, since some of you like to write long entries.