Chapter 18
I did it. I actually did it. I knew before I’d even opened my eyes. The lack of cookie smell was a bit of a giveaway, as was the weird computerised gunfire I could hear. I opened my eyes, too curious not to, and discovered the source of the noise. Oh it was one of those games. The ones that needed strategy and a trigger happy thumb to actually win. Well, I had neither. Marcus had tried to get me to play one from time to time, and without exception, I sucked at them.
But I didn’t want Tate to lose her place in the game, so I needed to make my way to a check point. It was just going to take some doing.
I held the controller in my hand, trying to make sense of what did not. Damn it, why was I such a beginner at this? And why hadn’t Tate ended the game when she...oh, right, yes.
