CLICK.
That sound….God, that click, I would remember it for the rest of my life. It was the best sound everrr.
I was alive.
I was fucking alive.
I opened my eyes slowly, my hands still trembling around the cold steel.
Sweat rolled down my back. I let the gun fall from my hands, my fingers twitching as they slipped away from the grip.
Everyone was silent, watching. No one clapped. No one cheered. It was like we were all just waiting to see who would die next.
The masked man slowly picked up the revolver. He placed it back on the tray and spun it again.
The revolver turned.
And turned.
And stopped.
It landed on a tall guy….Liam, I think his name was. Broad shoulders, darker skin, a sharp buzz cut. He was the one who spoke up during the vote, said he was from Sector D. Told us he'd been separated from his family since he was a kid. He was one of the people who encouraged Theo…
He stood up slowly.
And then he did something no one saw coming.
