I remember how I could have so many different thought processes running rampant when I'm nervous.
Ramble after ramble...
But now?
Ten
The echo of light footsteps resounded throughout the hallways, passing by an empty room.
Soundlessly, a second pair follow, as a third pair sounded up a set of stairs.
Nine
I have just one, which is barely there as each part of my brain starts to shut down.
In fact, It reminds me of a stadium after a big game.
Eight
A strangled scream is cut off, and a door clicks shut.
Blood leaks under the door, a hand twitching without control.
Seven
One by one, the lights are being shut down as the buildings are being closed until the next game comes.
Six
The third set of footsteps grow near.
Golden eyes gleamed as a delirious smile spread upon their lips, splatters of red coating their mask.
Five
"Sister... she shall be pleased."
But it's a game that may never come to pass.
Four
Grip tightening, a slow breath of air is released, and a ball soars through the air.
Three
A fourth set of footsteps make their way up the stairs, and a heartbeat later...
Two
A second body falls to the ground.
I try to laugh but only end up choking on my own blood.
O ne
A bloodied ball dribbled back to its origin point.
It was as though it were driven back by a magnetic force.
Ze r o
The lights have shut out.
"Disengaging pods #15 #5 #7 and #3!"
