I rush down the carpeted hallway, my heart pounding in my chest, the footsteps of those chasing me creating an echoing symphony in my ears. My frantic gaze scans the expanse of the town hall, seeking an opening that would lead me to the solace of fresh air and open space.
The chatter of the other contenders fills the air as they excitedly discuss the grandeur of the assortment's opening, the attention of the elites, the intimidating presence of Maia, and the rare appearance of the first family. It's well-known that the first family rarely graces assortment ceremonies with their presence, and today's event is indeed a special occasion.
I move along the carpeted floor, inching towards a substantial antique doorway on the left side of the hall. With every step, the weight of the upcoming tr
