Ricci
A stupid Action.
I didn’t know when the thought started, maybe it had been there a long time, hiding under all the noise. But it was louder now. Too loud to ignore. I wanted out.
Not out of everything. Just the Terminal. The blood. The games.
Maybe that made me weak. Or stupid. Or selfish. I didn’t care anymore.
All I knew was, I didn’t want to keep waking up to this emptiness. I didn’t want to be the man everyone feared and no one trusted.
So I told Mike.
I figured he’d take it quietly. Thought he’d roll his eyes, maybe tell me to sleep it off. But the way he looked at me, it wasn’t annoyance. It was something worse.
“You’re not serious,” he said. His voice was cold. “You’re not seriously saying this to me right now.”
“I’ve never been more serious,” I said.
“I’m tired, M
