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Boy, it's been some time since I last released a chapter! Sorry about the wait, just bare with me a little bit longer, ok guys? This fic is almost done! And pretty soon, I'll be releasing another fic that's based on another episode from this tv show!
So time to get a good idea of what you guys want. Would you prefer a crossover or another OC (because this show often brings in a lot of guest players along with the main cast, so I need to work with what they give me and can't just assign random YOI characters to their guest players.)
Please let me know in the reviews or via private message which one you'd prefer. Thanks for your continued support!
Final Game: Where is the Code? Evade the Hunter! (Part Two)
Eaton Centre.
Chris' jaw dropped and remained that way as he turns back around, his hands all clammy and his neck all sweaty. He couldn't believe it. He doesn't want to believe it. But it's true. It's right there in front of his eyes.
"JJ…?" He whispered to himself. "He's the hunter? What!?"
Memories of past pre-competition events flash through Chris' head. He remembers the time when JJ single-handedly defeated all the skaters in a game of arm wrestling, and the time when he managed to pin down a pissed off Michael Crispino, and not to mention the time when he 'accidentally' threw a beer can and hit Yakov right in the face, leaving a bruise on the grouchy man's nose that lasted for the entire Grand Prix Final.
Out of all the players present tonight, Otabek is probably the only one who has a fair fighting chance against this package of Canadian-brand strength. The rest of them will...well...if over half of them manage to remain in this game, that's already considered amazing!
The spotlights inside the store suddenly turn on. Chris turns around to see what happened. The cameraman following him had accidentally bumped into a switch, turning on the exterior spotlights on the store's outer sign.
Chris quickly motions in a weird gesture of hands and facial expressions to the cameraman to turn the lights back off. He did his best not to make any sounds or squeak, but it was difficult with his heart beating so rapidly.
"Kwa—qui—you—lights—off!" A mumbo jumbo of words came flying out of Chris' mouth.
The cameraman calmly turns around flips the switch off. The spotlights were removed. Luckily, JJ was already far enough down the hall to not notice the sudden change in brightness behind him. Chris let out a sigh of relief.
JJ confidently strides down the long lane of stores, enjoying the scenery. He looks at his cameraman behind him and decides to give something for all the viewers. Making an OK sign with his hand, he winks and whispers, "They say that players get a home field advantage in competitions, well, this is Toronto, Canada. Sigh. I'm sorry guys…"
It was only the beginning of the final game and JJ is already thinking that he's going to automatically win. Which is not too far from being true.
On the second floor, Martz tiptoes around the area, hiding behind every single large structure that could cover her little body while searching for more silver suitcases. Her eyes had become giant saucepans and she constantly reminds herself to be quiet with a "ssshhhh" every now and then.
Eventually, she reaches a large sign near the glass railing that shows the lower level. The sound of bells comes in from down a hall on the first floor. Martz squeezes behind the sign as she waits intently for the source of the bells to show up.
JJ's figure appeared in full high-definition view thanks to the black attire he's wearing. He runs a hand through his hair, letting out a deep exhale. Swinging his arms back and forth, JJ relaxingly scans the area for any potential victims.
Confused to this new development, Martz turns around to ask her cameraman, "Is JJ the hunter?"
On the first floor, Georgi's nerves got the worst of him and he failed to find a hiding spot. Instead, Georgi continues to run down the hall, hiding every now and then behind a cashier counter, his temporary hiding spot.
Cupping his ears to hear any jingling bells, Georgi doesn't hear any. He leaves the store, thinking it's safe to go again. And that's where he made his mistake.
Suddenly, Georgi gets the feeling that someone is close by. "Someone's there isn't it...oh god…"
He could feel the presence of another person, another person who is very, very close by...ducking around the corner of a candy store, Georgi peeks around to see if there's anyone down the hall.
Barely letting his head be exposed, Georgi looks down the hall to see if anyone abnormal is there, waiting for him. And someone was indeed.
A pair of eyes, barely visible, peeked right back at Georgi from around the corner of another store not too far down the hall. The man's eyebrows shifted up and down, transmitting a message, I see you…
Georgi turns around to ask his cameraman if that person is the hunter. "Hey, hey. Is it him? The hunter?"
When the cameraman refuses to answer, a nervous smile slowly forms on Georgi's face. Without a second thought, he turns around and dashes down the other direction, away from the supposed hunter.
Emerging from his hiding spot, JJ continues walking down his way. He was feeling rather merciful towards Georgi for some reason, and decides to spare that poor man from the power of his hands.
"Georgi's...how do I put it? A decent person, someone I can actually enjoy being around. Hmm. He's a lucky man. I'm letting his escape this time, but the next time, no mercy." JJ brings his finger under his throat in a slitting action.
He was barely halfway done the throat-slitting action when another voice suddenly echoes through the halls. "Ugh! There's nothing here!" That voice groaned.
JJ immediately picks up on it and quietly walks towards the speaker. He looks inside a nearby store, making sure that nobody was hiding in there. The store was clear. Satisfied, JJ continues following the voice. His first prey has no idea what's about to get him.
"Looking here, looking there, looking everywhere...there ARE NO useful clues!" The voice rang out.
That voice belonged to Yuri. P. The Russian teen walked down the hall aimlessly with a look of annoyance in his eyes. He hadn't heard the sound of bells in awhile and assumed it was safe, so decided to come out of his hiding spot to search for more clues regarding the final digit to the code.
But at the same time as Yuri. P is hunting for clues, JJ is hunting for him. The predator and prey were on the paths that will lead to them meeting soon, except the prey is completely oblivious to al of this.
Yuri. P spots a new area, a chain of stores that he's never been down to yet. "Eh? This is new. Maybe there's something here."
He walks down the hall, carefully looking around every possible hiding location for any more silver suitcases. At the same time, JJ begins hurrying down the trail, hot on Yuri. P's path. The sound of bells was growing louder and louder.
That sound finally reaches Yuri. P's ears, and as soon as that happened, he catches sight of a tall man clad in black clothing suddenly appear around the corner on the far end of the hall. His heart skips a beat.
"Not friendly, not friendly, not friendly!" Yuri. P turns tail and runs down the direction which he came from.
JJ saw that attempt to escape and grinned. "Oh no, you don't," He whispers excitedly as he pursues Yuri. P down the hall.
After a few seconds of running, JJ's grin slowly fades when he notices that the Russian teen was nowhere to be found.
That was an odd coincidence, he couldn't have just hid from him so soon! He was just there a few seconds ago—DASH!
The sound of footsteps rushing down the opposite direction suddenly became apparent behind JJ. Yuri. P managed to find shelter behind a large clothing rack in a store and was waiting for JJ to go past him before making a break for it.
But JJ caught him just as he made his second escape attempt. Yuri. P was risking everything, he was risking it all. Sirens were going off in all areas in his brain as he runs down the hall at breakneck speed.
JJ engages in the chase as Yuri. P turns around to say a quick greeting to the Canadian skater. "Bonjour!"
"Haha! Comment ca va?" JJ replies as he continues pursuing Yuri. P.
Adrenaline powers through Yuri. P's bloodstream and his legs were being moved on their own, he has no idea how athletic he really was until this moment!
The moment when his life is in 'danger.' The chase continues all the way to the mall's food court, by now, Yuri. P's energy was slowing draining and his speed begins to slow down. However, JJ still had lots of energy in him and is catching up behind.
Seeing that he's within grabbing reach, JJ extends an arm and grabs the back of Yuri. P's blue t-shirt. The chase has ended and the battle is about to begin! Yuri. P stops running as it was impossible to go anywhere with JJ's grip on him and turns around to fight back.
JJ tightens his grip on Yuri. P's shirt as the teen grabs the same end and tries to pull it away from his grip. They begin wrestling and struggling against each other, all the while JJ never stopped grinning.
Yuri. P realizes the trouble he's in and begins panicking. "Help! Someone help me!"
He tries to rip JJ's hands away from his shirt, and more importantly, away from his velcro name tag on the back of his shirt. "Stop grinning like a child molester, fuckface! Help! HELP!"
"Sorry, Yuratchka. Just remember, it's nothing personal. It's just the director's bidding." JJ assures as he rips his hands away from Yuri. P's grip.
JJ's tight grip and arm strength began wearing at Yuri. P's shirt. The thin blue fabric was stretched to its limit and began to rip. Yuri. P's mind was screaming as he watches several huge jagged tears form from the collar of his shirt down.
"Security! Security! I'm being assaulted! No—no—I'm being raped! Hey! Someone come help me! PPPLLLEEAASSSEEE!" He yells were loud enough to render JJ deaf.
JJ cringes at the yell and unconsciously loosens his grip on Yuri. P. The teen immediately uses this chance to break free from the hunter's grasp, but just as he turns around to run away, a loud RIP was felt on his back.
Yuri. P manages to break free, but at the same time, JJ also manages to rip off the large white nametag on the back of his t-shirt. Shocked and slightly unhinged, Yuri. P asks the nearest cameraman, who was filming the whole fight, what it meant.
"W—what? He got my nametag?" He points at the white rectangular fabric tag with his name spelled in black letters on one and a layer of velcro on the other end.
JJ victoriously shows the name tag in front of the camera as the cameraman nods, answering Yuri. P's question.
"Then what?" Yuri. P still didn't understand. Or more like, he understands but refuses to accept it. "I'm out?"
Before the cameraman could answer his question, another man shows up on the scene. He was one of the crewmen who escorted the skaters to their individual spots at the beginning of the game.
Without uttering a word, the crewman grabs Yuri. P by the arm and begins leading him away. Realizing this was the end of his playtime, Yuri. P makes a lunge for JJ who was teasing him with his nametag by wiggling it about in front of his face.
"You Canadian assaulter! Don't you dare think this will be over!" Yuri. P cried as the crewman began dragging him away. "I will be back! I promise, this won't be the last time you see me!"
With that, Yuri. P disappears around the corner, leaving JJ with a smug smirk. "Whatever man...whatever…"
YURI PLISETSKY, OUT.
Director Leaves' voice rang loud and clear through the annoucement speakers all over the mall. It echoes throughout the area.
YURI PLISETSKY, OUT.
On the second floor, Martz froze at this new revelation. She didn't know whether to celebrate or to be scared. Celebrate because she absolutely hates Yuri. P, or be terrified because that means the probability of the hunter going after her next had just increased!
Walking down the hall on the first floor, Victor also hears the message over the speakers.
YURI PLISETSKY, OUT.
His mind begins scattering out all this information as his jaw hits the floor. How could this happen? What exactly happened? How are they supposed to win this game now? But Victor knew one thing for sure, JJ is definitely not a friend in this game.
Somewhere on the second floor, Chris and Phichit managed to meet up with each other and happen to hear the news about what just happened to Yuri. P. They began analyzing their situation.
"Who's out?" Phichit asks. He didn't hear the name too clearly.
"Little Yuri." Chris explains. "Yuri Plisetsky, he's out."
Phichit shakes his head in pity. "Poor Yurio. Kind of sad that he had to be the first victim. But at least now we know that JJ's a force to be reckoned with."
Chris nods in agreement. "I guess. So I think it's safe to assume the first floor is pretty much off-limits right now as long as JJ is still there."
"Maybe." Phichit wasn't so sure. "But I doubt he's going to stay there much longer. He's probably coming up to the second floor as we speak!"
Chris and Phichit exchange nervous glances and break out in laughter. "Right, right. Let's leave this place…"
On the third floor, Otabek was taking a quick water break when the news reached his ears. He nearly choked on his water when he heard that Yuri. P was out.
He begins running to another area. "Hurry, hurry, hurry!"
Eventually, Otabek reaches a quiet stairwell and stops there to catch his breath. He took this time to relay in what he just heard.
"Yurio...how could you already be out? Aww man...I'm sorry! I should've been there for you!" Otabek leans against the railings in regret. "No! No!"
Somewhere in the mall, JJ has thrown away Yuri. P's nametag and is now on the prowl for more prey. Only time will tell who the next victim is going to be.
Georgi had escaped all the way to the second floor. He given mercy by JJ from the first encounter and he intends to make use of it. Walking down the halls, Georgi comes across a dimly lit area with a few shady looking stores and slow down his pace.
"I kind of want to go in there, and kind of don't want to...but, mmm...ah, whatever." Georgi walks down the area.
The sound bells now sounded like a song of death to all the players. Everywhere, whoever heard the bells jingling immediately took shelter at the nearest area as soon as possible. After knowing what happened with Yuri. P, the players became more terrified and cautious of the hunter.
Martz hid inside an unlocked cabinet in a toy store, checking every now and then for JJ passing by. Phichit tiptoed across the halls as if the ground was covered in nails while looking for more silver suitcases.
Victor remained his hiding position for a solid ten minutes since the announcement, which was inside a changeroom in a female's attire store. He didn't dare move from that location since then!
Back on the second floor, Georgi made it through the dimly lit area and was about to re-enter the light again! Sticking his head and checking both sides for anyone nearby, because he didn't want to make the same mistake as last time, Georgi sees that the coast is clear and walks down the right side.
But unbeknownst to him, JJ had already picked up on his whereabouts awhile ago and was hiding around the corner that Georgi's about to go up to! Poor Georgi has no idea what's about to get him and kept on walking closer and closer towards his demise.
Just before Georgi got to the corner, JJ decides to leap out without warning. Georgi drops the bottle of water he was holding as he immediately turns around and runs away with JJ hotly pursuing him.
"I told myself that the next time I see you, I won't be so merciful! Well, here I am!" JJ shouted as Georgi ran for his dear life in front of him.
"Give me another chance! Just one more! Please, JJ! Spare me!" Georgi begged.
JJ shook his head. "Sorry man! Not going to happen!"
Georgi ran in zigzags and around in circles, desperately trying to shake JJ off his tail. But it didn't work, in fact, it only caused JJ to get closer to him than he was before! Turning his head around to see how JJ was, Georgi failed to notice the dead end in front of him.
Too late. Georgi had nowhere else to go. And a millisecond later, JJ had him pinned against the wall, pleading for more mercy. JJ grabs Georgi's nametag without hesitation and rips it off, but loosens up when he hears a cry of pain from Georgi.
"Ahh! Ahh! Foot cramp!" Georgi cried as he limped away from the wall.
JJ looks down and sees that Georgi wasn't faking. So he helps Georgi down to the ground so that he could handle his own foot cramp. JJ knew how bad foot cramps were and though he may have seemed rather aggresive, he wasn't unsympathetic.
He pats Georgi on the back. "Hey, hey. Feeling better?"
Georgi nods. "Whew...man, pant you're like a pant murderer when you were pursuing me!" He cried.
JJ laughs. "Thanks for the compliment. You weren't so bad yourself. You tried to be careful, but I was one step ahead of you. Better luck next time." He extends his hand for Georgi to shake.
Georgi accepts the hand. "Alright. Alright. Nice seeing you tonight."
The crew man appears out of nowhere and grabs Georgi by the arm, just like how the previous crew man did with Yuri. P when his nametag was ripped off. Georgi shows a sign of farewell one last time before disappearing completely down the hall.
JJ returns the farewell. "And that's why I like Georgi. Unlike Yuri. P, he didn't try to claw and kill me when I ripped off his nametag. Hmm. Yuri Plisetsky, you should learn some things from your rinkmates."
GEORGI POPOVICH, OUT.
Martz had switched to a new hiding spot, a stairwell when she heard the new announcement being made over the speakers. How in the world? Another person got out? It was too soon! It wasn't even twenty minutes since Yuri. P got out!
"Man, JJ...tsk. How are you so good at this?" Martz whispered. "Makes me want to quit already."
Victor managed to build up the guts to leave the change room and continue looking for clues. He was searching around a children's toy store when Director Leaves' voice came on once again. Announcing the status of another player.
GEORGI POPOVICH, OUT.
Victor drops the little toy flashlight he was holding upon hearing it. His heart splits in half as his brain finally interpreted the message.
"Huh? Hhhuuuhh? Why!? GEORGI!" Victor cried. Georgi was one of his own teammates. A member of the red team. Why did it have to him?
Victor pulls himself together, wiping away his tears. "Don't worry, Georgi. The remaining members of the red team will keep fighting on your behalf. Rest well. We will not let you down."
Nodding in full view of the camera lens, Victor puts on a serious face. "That's a promise. Your sacrifice will not be futile."
In a men's restroom, news of Georgi's status also reaches Phichit's ears, who is also another member of the red team. He heart aches and grieves for him.
"Georgi...Georgi! Oh my god, why!?" Phichit begins flipping through all of the clue cards he has found ever since the beginning of the game.
He puts them down one by one on the bathroom sink. All of them were EMPTY clue cards. "Ohh...waaahhhhh...Georgi! Why was it you? All this time, wasted on finding USELESS cards, I could've spent with you! If only I was there with you, then you'd probably still be alive!"
In antiques on the second floor, Sala was searching for any useful clues. She too heard what happened to Yuri. P and to Georgi.
"Sigh. I feel really bad for those two, but at the same time...I'm just glad it's not me."
Suddenly a flash of silver catches her eye. Sala sees something large and rectangular behind a sculpture on display that is placed on top of a high shelf. Looking around for something to stand up, Sala grabs a nearby chair and places it against the wall so she could reach the sculpture.
Moving it out of the way, Sala was delighted to see the large silver suitcase snugly hidden behind it. She smiles as she takes the suitcase down from the shelf and puts everything back where she found it.
Looking around to make sure no one's about, Sala places the suitcase down on a table and opens it up. Just as she was about to take out the clue card inside, the sound of footsteps was heard.
Sala immediately takes cover underneath the table, her heart pounding in her chest as her eyes darted from left to right at the store's entrance. Nobody passed through. Quickly taking this chance, Sala takes out the card and flips it around.
The card was not EMPTY this time. Instead, four square slots were displayed on the back, with the number '6' in the very first slot. Sala immediately interprets the slots as the individual digits for the code.
"So the first number really was 6…" Sala breathes. "We were right Chris, Otabek...we were right. And this proves it. Great!"
Putting the card back into its suitcase, Sala picks it up with one hand and decides to leave this store in search for more useful clues like this one. If only she could find the card that tells them the final digit…
"OHHHH!"
Another silver suitcase appears in front of Sala. This one was situated on top of a large mall sign that was displaying the map of the entire area. She tries to jump up to grab it, but she was too short.
"Ahh! Come on! Ugh!" Panting, Sala turns around and sees that the cameraman was still behind her.
"Hey, hey! Mister, can you try and grab it for me?" She begs.
The cameraman looks at the top of the sign, then to Sala, and awkwardly shook his head. He was also too short to reach it. Sala's hopes get shattered.
"Oh but...can't you try?" She asks again, but the cameraman still refused.
Thinking hard, Sala attempts to make a platform for herself by putting her current silver suitcase down on the ground on its SKINNY side to try and grab the newly discovered one above.
Putting one hand on top of the suitcase platform, Sala found it to be extremely wobbly and quickly changes her mind. "Ahh, whatever. It's too risky—"
Jingle! Jingle! Jingle!
The song of death played again. Sala didn't need to think twice before running away, she didn't even bother to pick up her current suitcase. Who cares about getting the suitcases, time to leave!
Not too far down the hall in the opposite direction from Sala, JJ was closing in on his new prey. Sala's panicked sprinting left a loud stomping sound behind, causing JJ to realize that someone was nearby.
Shrugging his shoulders, JJ began pursuing this unknown person. This was the first time that JJ did not know who his victim is before chasing him. Sala on the other hand, couldn't give up on the chance that there could be something useful in that suitcase she left behind.
And so, she grabs a janitor's mop lying on the floor and makes a quick u-turn back to where she came from. Stopping in front of the large sign with the suitcase lying on top of it, Sala pushes it off the top with the mop's stick.
By now, she could hear the bells in unison with the running footsteps of the hunter. With shaky hands, Sala unlocks the suitcase and flips the card over. EMPTY.
Ok, now she knows that this card is useless, she's a little satisfied now. But it also means that she kind of risked herself for nothing. Time to get away now. For real!
The bells got even louder. With nowhere else to go, Sala dashes into the nearby candles store, trying to squeeze herself between two wooden shelves, but with little success.
JJ appears on the scene and sees the opened up suitcase on the ground next to the large map sign with a mop on side of it. Hearing the sound of breathing, JJ looks inside the nearby candle store and wishes that he hadn't.
A whimpering and panting Sala stared right back at him, failing to stay hidden out of his view between some wooden shelves. JJ sighs and rakes his hair back. He was in a bit of a dilemma.
If Michael Crispino were to watch this episode—which is very likely—JJ won't be able to survive another pre-competition battle when the next season begins. But if he spares the female players, then he would be considered an 'unfair' hunter, who only targets the guys.
Deciding to risk his competitive life, JJ walks into the candle store, smiling nervously at a still whimpering Sala, who was fiercely shaking her head by now.
He attempts to break the ice. "Uh...hi, Sala. Long time no see."
It didn't work. "Wwwaaahhh...please...don't do this JJ...please...please…" She begged.
JJ was just as scared as Sala was. Sweat began pouring down his back as he neared the Italian skater, who kept on backing up from him.
"Uh, well, sigh. Come on, Sala. Help me out here! There's no easy way to do this!" He also begged.
Sala didn't want to hear any of it. She just wants him gone. "No...no...you just go...ok...go, go, bye bye!"
A little down the hall, another person unexpectedly shows up. It was Chris. He hears the sound of moaning and crying from Sala and slows down his pace.
"Who is it?" He asks curiously. Walking cautiously down the hall, Chris could hear the voice belonging to a female player.
"Is it Sala? Oh my god, Sala?" Chris began hurriedly tiptoeing towards his fellow yellow teammate.
Inside the candle store, JJ was still at crossroads on what to do in this situation. Sala began negotiating all possible terms of an agreement with him.
"Just this once!" She cried. "Once! Ok! I'll tell where the other players are, please! I'm not your biggest threat! How about I give you some coupons for beaver tails? You like don't you? I got a gift card to Starbucks! JJ! Come on!"
But JJ couldn't bring himself to agree to any of those terms. He didn't try negotiating with any of his previous victims, he can't negotiate now. Like it or not, Sala will eventually be ripped.
But he doesn't like this either! JJ didn't like constantly shaking his head and shooting down any attempt to escape Sala makes. It's not fun doing this to a female player!
Outside of the candle store, Chris decides to make his move. "JJ! JJ!" He shouted.
Sala breathes a silent prayer of thanks to Chris as she immediately seizes this chance to convince JJ to leave her alone. "Look, JJ! Chris is out there! He's challenging you! Go defend your honor!" She persuades.
Chris continues shouting. "Hey, hey! JJ! I'm out here! Come and get me! JJ!"
JJ shakes off Chris' voice, trying to draw him out, and refocuses on Sala. He wasn't this shallow. He wasn't a robot. If he decides to rip someone's nametag off, he will do it. Be it blue, red, yellow, male, female, old or young, anyone he comes across, he will rip them.
Outside, Chris sees that JJ wasn't coming out whatsoever and began to get a little scared. He began debating on whether or not should he enter and try and save Sala. It's two against one after all…
But inside the store, things were already coming to an end. JJ mutters a sincere apology as he reaches behind a dramatically crying Sala and ripping her nametag off without a second's delay.
"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Sala!" JJ cried as he helped her to her feet.
Sala shook her head. "Sigh. Things happen, nothing I can do about it. You're just doing what you have to do. I'll try to make sure my brother doesn't murder you next season."
JJ sighs in relief. "Thanks. That's all I want to hear."
A crewman shows up to escort Sala out of the game since her nametag has been ripped off now. As soon as the crewman grabs Sala's arm, she began shouting at the top of her lungs.
"Chris! Run! Don't come here! JJ is here! Run! Get out of here!" She warns.
JJ runs out of the candle store and looks around the nearby stores, seeing if Chris was hidden inside one of them when attempting to reel him out and away from Sala. But he wasn't.
Chris was around the corner and a little further down the hall. The warning from Sala reaches his ears and literally three seconds later, the new announcement comes on.
SALA CRISPINO, OUT.
"Hhhuuuuhhhh! Tsk." Chris groans in agony.
He tried. He had tried so hard to save his teammate. And still, in the end. He couldn't save Sala. What kind of teammate, let alone team captain is he? Not being able to keep his entire team alive until the end!
"Man, this is discouraging...but I'm kind of glad at the same time. JJ's a fair fighter. He won't just leave Sala be because she's a woman. Nice." Chris praised.
JJ had managed to get the first female player, Sala, out of this game. By now, three out of the nine players were out, only six remains.
Players out: Yuri. P, Georgi, and Sala.
Players remaining: Chris, Otabek, Victor, Phichit, Yuri. K, Martz.
By now, none of the remaining players had found the last digit to the code yet either! There are only two possibilities in this game. One is that one of the teams successfully unlocks the chest containing the stolen prized gold medal by the ISU, and the other is being outed by JJ the hunter.
How would this game end?
JJ's on a rampage with harvesting those name tags! Remember, it's not personal, it's just Director Leaves'—er—I mean MY bidding! So yep, that's what's happened in this chapter. If you want another chapter, please don't forget to REVIEW, FAV, and FOLLOW! (FAV and FOLLOW if you haven't already!)
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