The man's words infuriated Anthony. The slaughter of so many on this deserted island was just a game in his eyes!
Such a heartless game! It was like the Roman Colosseum. They were slaves trapped in the Colosseum, the entire island their arena, and the man on the other end of the communicator, a spectator in the high stands.
Anger flared in Anthony's eyes as he looked up through the gaps in the tree branches. "Screw your game, I’m going to kill you!" He clenched the communicator, roaring at the person on the other end. Sandra shrank back in fear, her mind in turmoil.
But aside from the sound of the wind, there were only two corpses nearby, and it was unclear what the man’s “gift” was. Sandra was so scared that she almost started crying.
Just then, a loud broadcast sound came from the co
