Inspired by @-Renchanting- the first one is right here last none Next
Chapter one Grian pov I know hes gone i saw it with my own eyes but i still can't believe it. Scar...... hes gone there's no point in dwelling on the past. I'm the winner...... i know this was the aim all along but it doesn't feel right. Stupid watchers they created these messed up games they could end them. Then again i don't think the watchers have the capacity for empathy. I wish i could just run away from this harsh reality but I can't its simply my truth now. As a think of all my fond memories with him a dark mist surrounds me. I swing my fists at the mist my arms flailing uselessly i stop after a while its a gas not a solid after all. i start trying to feel around to see if I felt anything recognizable. I bang my hand into some sort of wooden thing it hurts like a lot. Pushing through the pain i feel around the item i hit its not one i recognize i definitly don't own this. The mist begins to clear as i find myself in a room i dont recognize.
