Warning: this chapter will leave you angry.


'Even if I would get out alive, and find someone. It wouldn't ever be the same, Cato.' I looked down. So sad that he was already replacing someone for himself, usually you would get replaced, but now the suggestion came from him.

'Well, it will be better.' He said. 'After all you can have a future with him.'

'If you survive this thing, I can have a future with you too!' I told him.

'Yeah, but if I win, then you'll die. That isn't going to help at all. And to be honest, I'd like to see you as the one surviving.'

'We fucking will survive together.'

Then his mood changed into an extremely calm one. 'Would you kill someone for that?'

I mean yeah, I would do anything to have a future with this boy. But I couldn't live like a murderer? Seriously how could I ever kill someone? I would end someone's dreams, life, and families' happiness by killing someone just because of the fact that I had to stay alive, and have a little chance that Cato would survive too.

'Yes.' I answered curtly.

'Then what are we waiting for?' He got up.

'You don't really want to kill someone, do you?' I sighed.

'Well, clearly you wouldn't mind.' He frowned, walking towards the door. 'Come.'

'No wait.' I stopped him, getting some time in which I wouldn't be declared as a murderer yet. 'What are we even going to do?'

'Getting over with this shitty game they put us in.' He said. 'If you want to survive, you gotta fight for it.'

'Can't we just first make a plan how to, I don't even know what to do.' I said, damn it I really didn't want to kill someone. But I already told him that I would if we both would get out alive, and I couldn't let him down now. He was always there for me, and I finally got the chance to do something back. But to kill someone, that actually was a step too far for me.

'No,' I said. 'I can't kill someone. I'm a fucking good person, and I don't want to be a murderer.'

'Clove,' He said, kissing me on my cheek. Where after I just wasn't able to say no to whatever he would say. I didn't want to be cruel. 'Can't you just work this one time with me, trying to get you alive out of this? Is that really too much to ask?'

'No.' I mumbled. 'No, it isn't.'

'Then let's go.' He grabbed my hand.

'I want to poison them.' I told him, not moving a step.

'What?' He frowned.

'I can't kill someone fist to fist, according to the fact that I didn't just bring a shotgun with me. We are going to poison them.'

'What are you going to poison them with?' He asked, still surprised by my pretty random plan.

'I don't know what kind of shit they have, but probably with such a coloured substance we used in the lessons.' I answered.

'Oh that shit. Yeah they never advised someone to eat it, so I guess you could try that.'

I unlocked, and opened the door of the walk in- closet. A lot of rainbow coloured substances were ordered at colour. I grabbed a green and blue test-tube, then walked out of the closet again. I actually felt like a witch, doing these things. Killing teenagers by putting poison in their food. Maybe I wasn't such a good human as I thought I was. But I wasn't me at this moment, I didn't know what was going on all around me.

'Where's the food?' I asked him.

'What do you need food for?' He responded.

'To put the poison in, duh.'

'Just shove it down their throat.' He shrugged. 'That's so much easier.'

'Ew no.' I shook my head. Like that would even work out, stupid suggestion. 'It's not about the fighting, strategy is everything.'

'Yeah, I think that our friend, the director of The Imperial Entertainment prefers the fighting.' He said. 'Ah well, we ain't doing anything for him.'

He grabbed a bag of bread, and threw it towards me. I caught it, then looked around if we had enough food for ourselves after then, if we would make it through the day. I dripped some of the substance on the bread, leaving a green spot in it.

'I don't think they're going to eat that.' He shook his head. 'Isn't there a transparent tube in there?'

I gestured at the closet. 'Probably.'

Cato shrugged.

So I went inside there, and grabbed a transparent tube. I was sure about the fact that it wasn't just water, so it had to work. As I walked back to the classroom, another school bell rang through the building, meaning another death. Another person's dreams were faded away into the future grave. Knowing that that would be another person, but then I was the one to blame. It already felt awful. I dropped a few drops on the bread, which did fade away too. Great. But to be honest, I hoped that it didn't work so I didn't have to kill someone.

Cato and I headed out of the classroom, which was for me actually the first time to get out of this area. For him it wasn't, but actually I still didn't know what he had done in that time he was away. He was so calm after it, so he probably didn't kill anyone. But maybe he did meet someone. Ah well, let that just be a question unanswered. It wasn't necessary to know anyways.

My eyes stitched around, after all pretty damn afraid that there would just run someone out of the nowhere, coming to attack us. But the halls were empty, and that silence was actually creeping me out. We headed down the stairs, trying to make less noise. Any noise you would make was another sign which would betray you, what would cost you your damn life. Better be a little more careful.

But the plastic bag did crackle a little while walking, but I guess that wouldn't be audible on the other side of the school. I began to wonder where everyone really was, only 7 others, probably spread around through the whole territory. And that did include the sport hall too. Were they alone, or teamed up with someone too? It was possible that they were in a big group from 7, and we would walk around here with only us two. But that was an question I couldn't answer, I never could. Though I hoped that everyone was alone.

'You know,' He said quietly, though I could hear him. And if there was someone on the other side of the hall, they could too. ' I am not going to hide anymore.'

'That's not really smart.' I shook my head.

'We all die, it's just the difference that some of them never lived.' He shrugged. 'So hell no, I'm not going back to that classroom. And I want you to come with me.'

I promised myself to never, ever leave him. But at this point I wasn't that sure. It was as good as suicide, to be around here. Although he did have a point. I simply wanted to stay save, inside my locked classroom. Just calmly sitting there with him. But he was the one who wanted to leave that place, and I already went with him. Haymitch and Brutus were right; this thing would change people. I mean, this demanding, Cato has never been like that, going against everything I had to say. I kind of started to hate that.

'I don't know.' I looked down.

'Then think about it.' He rolled his eyes.

'Okay.' I said. 'I will.'

No matter how I would feel, I couldn't just keep arguing in this situation. And if I didn't want to get into a fight, I had to just keep him. So there was no side of me that wouldn't always choose him. And I started to doubt about that.

We arrived at the cafeteria, all tables were not standing anymore, just laid upside down. So that was happened after that fight of these boys. I guess that a few of them were the ones who were still alive. I almost was proud on the fact that we made the last 9. I put the bread down on the only table who did stand up, for whoever wanted to grab it.

After that Cato and I hide ourselves behind a wall, where we were able to see if someone was going to grab it. We sat there for like an hour, nervously waiting until someone would come. He didn't liked the plan of just waiting, but this time I didn't change for him.

My heart started beating faster and faster when there arrived someone in that cafeteria. The victim was someone I recognized out of a thousand faces. Brown hair, light coloured eyes. It was Gale. And for some reason I just wanted to stop him from eating it, no matter how much I disliked him. I couldn't kill someone I knew. I glanced to the place again, seeing that curly brown haired boy, from who I still didn't know the name of, who was probably teamed up with Gale.

They spoke some words I couldn't hear from here. But I still felt the tension of stopping them getting bigger. I couldn't just let them eat it.

So I crawled up.

Cato grabbed my wrist and pulled me down. 'What the fuck are you doing?' He whispered.

'I wanted to-'

'You are not going to warn them.' He mouthed.

'I don't want to kill them.' I whispered back.

'They wouldn't mind killing you either.'

He had a point in that, but that didn't say anything about me. I never was and never am going to be a murderer. But they probably already were. And according to the fact that they were looking our way, meant that we would be just another victim.

'It's a trap.' Gale shook his head. 'There they are.'

'Kill 'em.' The other boy said, holding a butterknife in his hand.

'Shit.' Cato muttered. I looked at him, waiting for a conclusion to do something. He always had suggestions, so I hoped this time it was like that too.

My eyes stitched back and fore, as my heartbeat overwhelmed every other feeling in my body. Beating through it all, I wish I was so strong as my heart, broken so many times but still beating on. But no, at this point I was terrified. Gale and that other boy were running to us, ready to kill us. And I was just preparing to die. This was the end, but if I was supposed to die this way, then it was going to be together with Cato.

And then he said. 'If you want to get out alive, run for your life.'

So we both got up, and started sprinting down the hall. It wasn't only fear what was running through my body, now it was nothing but adrenaline. Though that same adrenaline relieved the pain in my bones. Their footsteps, according to the amount of them they were running too, echoed through the hall. They followed us, running up the stairs. After 2 floors, my legs were so damn tired. But I had to keep running because I would die if I didn't. Actually that was the only motivation needed to just keep on going.

Third floor, no more stairs left. But we had took a big lead, Gale and that boy were not that fast actually.

'Tired?' He asked while we kept on running, through the hall this time.

'Yeah.' I gasped for air.

He went left, running into an unfamiliar classroom. I just followed him. He opened up a closet, which was empty on the inside without any shelves, then grabbed my hand, pulling me into it.

'Cato what the f-' I mumbled.

'Stay in here, I'll be right back.' He kissed me on the cheek, before closing the door and locking it. I couldn't even say something back and he was gone.

But I was sure that it was to protect me.

And there I stood, in the middle of a 2 square metres large closet, which was completely dark even though it was day. The only light was the one shining through the keyhole. Not that I had to spend much time in here, he would be right back. Fuck Frozen's ''Love is an open door.'' This one was surely closed.

...

But when after four hours or something like that, he still wasn't back, I lost the hope. I didn't heard a cannon at all. He wasn't dead, just left me. I tried to think on another way, things were never what they seemed like anyways. So I tried to think the opposite of it. But that only turned out to be a true one, yet heart breaking.

He just used me to kill me in this game, so he would be a step closer to the win. It all made sense now. From the first day we met, in that office, I got to know about the point system. He told me that things like ''You can't do this.'' And ''You don't do this.'' Were just another limits, who needed to be crossed. And he told me so damn many times to not gain these points, while actually he was waiting for it. He was the one who thought me how the break the rules. This is why he told me everything about the point system, in the hope that I would feel sorry for him, and wanted to help him. That I would fall so pathetically in love that I would basically die for him. He changed so damn much when we got in here. And I almost killed people for him, so he had to do less. But he made me believe that it was useful for me, because I was the one who would get out if he would tell. Everything was one big lie to get me into this game, locked up in a closet he would never get me out of.

One big trap, and I just fell for it.


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