Arena
You keep an eye on the figure in the foliage while behaving as though you aren't aware of it's presence. You look briefly at Coryn, noting the beauty in her large brown eyes. "Why did you join the competition?" You ask her.
She smiles a bit at your attempt at conversation, but is obviously hesitant about revealing her motivation. "I may have killed a few men," She says almost as though she is unsure, "I don't know. That's what they tell me, but I don't remember anything. I blacked out for a while. I was supposed to be executed in a couple of weeks and figured that this way, at least I have a chance at survival."
You nod and raise your gun, shooting into the foliage. The barrel lets out a crack of thunder and you see the shadow fall, hear the body thump to the ground.
"You have a gun?" Coryn asks.
"Yeah," You reply, running into the foliage to make certain your pursuer is dead. You reach the area where the body should be and find only a small pool of blood on the jungle floor.
"Where the hell did he go?" You ask aloud, assuming the pursuer was male.
Coryn looks around as well, but the two of you see nothing. "Shit." You mutter aloud.
"Shit!" You curse again, not seeing anyone or anything.
Suddenly, however, you hear something; footsteps fast approaching, charging at you from behind.
She smiles a bit at your attempt at conversation, but is obviously hesitant about revealing her motivation. "I may have killed a few men," She says almost as though she is unsure, "I don't know. That's what they tell me, but I don't remember anything. I blacked out for a while. I was supposed to be executed in a couple of weeks and figured that this way, at least I have a chance at survival."
You nod and raise your gun, shooting into the foliage. The barrel lets out a crack of thunder and you see the shadow fall, hear the body thump to the ground.
"You have a gun?" Coryn asks.
"Yeah," You reply, running into the foliage to make certain your pursuer is dead. You reach the area where the body should be and find only a small pool of blood on the jungle floor.
"Where the hell did he go?" You ask aloud, assuming the pursuer was male.
Coryn looks around as well, but the two of you see nothing. "Shit." You mutter aloud.
"Shit!" You curse again, not seeing anyone or anything.
Suddenly, however, you hear something; footsteps fast approaching, charging at you from behind.