Closed starter: Hidden in the night! @sharpsuite
The Beach seemed rather dark and quiet as Niragi arrived there, hours after the other players did. The moon briefly illuminated his face as he slipped into the entrance hall, careful to not make a sound. It was one of those rare nights in which he didn't want to be seen, didn't want to interact with anyone. The voices in his head had been haunting him ever since he had entered the last game. And pieces of his past, his school days popped up in the back of his mind, no matter how hard the tried to fight them. But as always he had won the game and tried to focus on the pain of the few injuries to his back and side he had received.
It made things more bearable to focus on the pain and let them drown out the voices in his head. The militant stumbled his way to one of the public restrooms, knowing of the small trail of blood he left behind. But he didn't care as he pressed his lips together to keep in any sound, feeling his teeth sink into his lips. He stared as his reflection in the mirror, hating the fact he saw a tear well up in his eyes. "Don't be fucking weak now." He said to himself through gritted teeth as he leaned his rifle against the wall. And in the next instant his right hand balled into a fist and shattered the mirror he had been looking in.
The new pain was as sharp as those of his injuries and a small bitter chuckle left his lips as he leaned his back against the nearest wall before simply allowing himself to slip down onto the ground. He heard faint footsteps, but he didn't look up.
