@havealittlefcith
She was moving through the arena, flashlight and sponsor items stashed in the backpack slung over her shoulder. It may have been empty on day one, but she’d accumulated a few things. She had paused at the top of a ladder, sitting on the edge of the platform and then scooting further back so that she could safely take a drink of water without falling from the edge. Her backpack was in her lap as she pulled her canteen out and unwrapped. She raised the canteen to her lips but it didn’t make it before she paused at the sound of someone or something crashing down on the other side of the platform. She quickly recapped the water and scurried to a crouching position, peering through the lingering fog. “Shit.... Faith, you okay?” She hurried towards the girl as soon as she recognized her.