Demfish returned to the camp with mostly empty hands. He failed to find anyone during his hunt. He did, however, manage to set up numerous traps around the camp. His favorite was a hole filled with spikes. He covered it with leaves and branches, camouflaging it perfectly. He also had found some bear traps, as well as some footprints near their camp. He had a feeling they were being watched. Jordan, Jery, and Big T also returned empty-handed. Windows was the only one who had any luck. He had run into Cyk and Salvale, killing them both. Infi didn't return that day.
Demfish missed Paul. He had no idea where he could've been. Big T seemed miserable as well. He said he wished to do more spelunking with Infi, whatever that meant. But at least the both of them could take some small comfort in knowing that they were both alive, as their names had not been displayed in the sky yet. Many other faces of the fallen were seen that night, however. Gold was one of them. He wondered if he had done the man a service or not by sparing his life. It was midnight when Windows decided they should all gather around the fire to have a discussion.
"Still no Infi," he sighed. "I'm beginning to think he may have abandoned us." "No way!" Big T was angered. "Infi wouldn't betray us, ever!" "I'll be honest... I never trusted him anyway. I only accepted him into the group because I did trust Big T. Anyhow, it seems like I was the only one with any luck finding anyone." "Yes, very odd," Jery mumbled. "It seems as if the whole arena is empty!" "That shouldn't be the case. There are still many survivors. I've kept count of who should still be alive. Here, take a look at this." Windows showed everyone a drawing of all the Districts and their tributes.
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"I've marked all of our members with green, all the deceased with red, those who should be on our side but aren't here with yellow... and our enemies with blue. And I've wondered... What if all our enemies have grouped up together? Could explain why we haven't seen them- if they're all in the same spot that we've overlooked." "Eight versus five," Demfish counted. "Unless we find Infi, Paul, and Alex." "That should be our goal, then!" Jordan proclaimed. She clearly missed Alex. Even when she was angry or sad she still looked hot. "Where do we start?" Dem asked.
"You don't! It ends here!" someone shouted. Everyone turned to look. The voice came from the woods. From the bushes and behind the trees, they came. Alex, Infi, Paul... And with them, Moon Bro, That Guy, High Voltage, Almighty Egg, Destructi, Cosmo, and Gozilla. The voice that had shouted was a particularly sexy one, so it must've been Alex's. They were all carrying various weapons. Bows, spears, daggers, and swords. Those with bows aimed them right at Windows' group. "What is the meaning of this?" Windows was shocked. "Paul!" Dem shouted. "Alex!" Jordan shouted. "Infi!" Big T shouted. All sounded heartbroken.
"Sorry, honey," Alex said to Jordan. "But we're the superior group. If you don't join us, you're dead." "How about you, Infi and Paul join us!" Windows shouted back. "How can you trust any of those scumbags?" "How can you trust Demfish? He's a fucking white name! And Big T? He's a pussy! And don't even get me started on Jordan!" "What?!" Jordan raged. "Infi, please..." Big T pleaded. "You wanna be a fighter?" Infi asked. "You wanna be brave? You wanna be with... with me? Join us. Windows is full of shit!"
"Paul, why?!" Demfish screamed at Mr. Westerfield "Alex is the 8th most underrated YouTuber, Dem. How can I not be on his side?" This was a grand betrayal. Demfish clutched his fist. "Last chance!" Alex warned. "Kill them!" Windows yelled. And so it began.
