“No, I—I thought it was over. I thought we were done with this place,” I stammered, desperation leaking into my every being. Being back to the Pit, back to Stacy and her bitterness like I was the one who made her miserable, back to my brother, Tito acting like I was a disease... made me feel hopeless. I took her lashing out like I was supposed to. Of course, she had seen me talking to Malakai. That was why she stayed, right?
And now, we were in the same position—caught open-handed and stupid. “I thought by now we would be out in the sun, away from the smell...
“I thought, I thought..." Tito mocked in a harsh voice. “When will you stop thinking? I'll say this now: Let's plan our escape, cause a plague or something, and leave! Not before killing…”
Stacy and I turned to him, saying at the
