Survival

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Krys knows exactly what's going on but doesn't want to believe it.

Her and her friends will be taught and trained for what they think is for their own benefit when really they are preparing themselves for a survival of the fittest, life or death situation.

Will she be able to fight against her friends for her own survival?

Real question is...does she have much of a choice?

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Hyperventilating.

Grabbing chunks of my hair.

Letting go.

Grabbing again.

I looked up to him finally. He looked hurt. Like he was being eaten up inside. He looked to be in more pain than I was. Like my pain was effecting him...

"Krys. Please, don't cry." Dillan pleaded.

"What do you expect me to do, Dillan!?! They're dead! We can't survive this! Most of our friends are gone! They're gone, Dillan... I don't know what else to do..." I screamed, tears violently flowing down my face.

He cupped my cheeks in his hands, "Survive. To survive is to live and to live is to survive... Survival is key. Krys what you need to do is survive." He whispered looking into my eyes with his papaya colored ones.

"Survive..." I whispered to myself.

But on the inside, I was already dead.