Chapter 02: Mayfield's Hunger Games
[A: 1336 Benny Road
Cormag woke up like what he found to be the routine in this place. Just walking downstairs to see whatever his not!parents were doing. Today was different though. There seemed to be some sort of a parcel addressed to him. That never happened, he was always too young and unimportant to get a message. Well- it's not like he'd been here long enough to really get one anyways. He quickly read the letter, photos falling to the floor.
He couldn't believe it. Somebody was going to be out to get him, and the only way he could defend himself was if he killed other people. That wasn't even it though- the letter, the letter promised everything that he ever wanted. His kingdom would be put under the rule of a kind leader, someone that would listen to what the people wanted. His brother would be back. Everything that happened would negate into what just seemed to be a bad dream. It could be normal, everything could be completely reverted.
He put the letter back on the table, picking the photos off up the floor. It would be killing more people, killing everybody in town. Would it be worth it? No, he didn't need to kill everyone. He only needed to kill the person on the letter. Right, everything would be back to normal after that. He needed to prepare though. Yet, it looked like there were no weapons to be found in his house. ]
[B: Phone, unfiltered]
I'm sorry for what you're going to be seeing.
Cormag woke up like what he found to be the routine in this place. Just walking downstairs to see whatever his not!parents were doing. Today was different though. There seemed to be some sort of a parcel addressed to him. That never happened, he was always too young and unimportant to get a message. Well- it's not like he'd been here long enough to really get one anyways. He quickly read the letter, photos falling to the floor.
He couldn't believe it. Somebody was going to be out to get him, and the only way he could defend himself was if he killed other people. That wasn't even it though- the letter, the letter promised everything that he ever wanted. His kingdom would be put under the rule of a kind leader, someone that would listen to what the people wanted. His brother would be back. Everything that happened would negate into what just seemed to be a bad dream. It could be normal, everything could be completely reverted.
He put the letter back on the table, picking the photos off up the floor. It would be killing more people, killing everybody in town. Would it be worth it? No, he didn't need to kill everyone. He only needed to kill the person on the letter. Right, everything would be back to normal after that. He needed to prepare though. Yet, it looked like there were no weapons to be found in his house. ]
[B: Phone, unfiltered]
I'm sorry for what you're going to be seeing.