CHAPTER 2

"…. I suggest you to go out there and try your best to survive. Remember now, hope is the only thing stronger than fear. You will be executed immediately if you do not enter the arena. I will not repeat any of this and so you will have to stick to this one plan. You must. It's not an offer. It's an order…" The strange man's voice trailed off while Kaneki was being occupied with the thoughts that have been stirring in his mind for a while now.

The man in front of him had an odd appearance, paper white hair with thick lips that seem to be pulled across his face. He had an eccentric look which was similar to that of a snake. Kaneki knew he wasn't even looking at the man himself. It was nothing but a screen. A recorded video of him giving a speech about what they called 'The Hunger Games' was being played in front of them in the very same room they were thrown in just a couple of hours ago.

Kaneki didn't understand much of the speech nor the letter. All he could think of was Hinami and how she would be able to survive with such people around. He could relate the games so much to what the ghouls usually do in their normal days.

"…Who is that man?" Hinami tilted her head leaning towards Kaneki. She continued, "Is he like the Doves?"
Kaneki tried to respond as he rubbed the back of his head nervously, "It isn't exactly like that, Hinami. It's sort of…complicated." The last thing he wanted was to freak her out.
" But I have so many questions to ask."
"I can answer them one by one later," He looked at her with his normal eye as he pointed at the screen, "As for now, I think we should listen."
"Okay…" She whispered back when she realized that no one but them were talking.
After a few minutes passed, the speech ended and the screen went black. A guy from across the room who had orange spiky hair stood up screaming out, "And why the hell can't we have some answers to our questions?!"

Right after that, questions bursted out from everywhere in the room and Kaneki had nothing to do but to observe from the corner, hearing everyone out. It was chaotic enough to know people were already going psycho. He could see their worried expressions and most of all, he knew that they were all thinking the same way as he did.

They all had to live for someone or, for the very least, to try and protect their partners.