Epilogue
The room around me was white. I shifted uncomfortably in the cheap bed, wishing more than anything I could stand. I could feel the cast around my ankle, and when I struggled to sit up it was easy to feel the swathe of bandages around my arm and shoulder. I hardly noticed as I looked into the hallway. In the nearby seat, Brenda was shuffling uncomfortably. After the explanation of the competition, neither of us seemed to have a thing to say. Her presence didn't matter much to me either way. I was waiting- the most intense hours of my life. I looked at the clock on the wall, hardly able to believe that only a couple seconds had passed since the last time I had seen it. My eyes returned to the doorframe as someone shambled inside. My heart pounded excitedly for a moment before I realized i
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