God that suck || arena day one
I woke up dizzy and wondering for a momet what happen. As the images came back I loon at the roof up me and wonder for the first time if I cou make it. I Would be lying if I’d say the idea of dying here didn’t cross my mind but I fully realized how big of a challenge it will be to win in an arena full of scared kid who want to win and who ally. Maybe I should have think about the no alliance thing more… Having a human shield could be useful and the power of the number is never to neglect…
But my lack of coke made me in a state of paranoia that will come back probably when the adrenaline rush will leave my veins. And having someone near you in a game to death and having paranoia isn’t a good mixture. Yes I was alone but I was safer like this.
I stood up slowly as as my head was spinning I notice the corspe were gone. Did I miss the fallen or I woke up early enough for that? But one thing sure. With my leg and my head (great do I have a concussion now?) going explore the arena wasn’t a good idea. So waiting for the fallen to arrive I walk in the church in a quest to find something to eat or to make a shelter for the night