Battle Royale Journal Entry

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When the zombies most of them anyways, had been ridded of this world the new established goverment threw 25 men and women, even children, into this sick game they watched and chuckled to themselfs at. The object of the game was to kill the other 24 contenders, for 5 years this went on, and each night before the game's contender pick i prayed to whatever still layed in the sky, praying i wouldn't be picked so i could stay with whatever was left in the destroyed and sick civilization. On the 6th year the pick came around and as i usually did i prayed. Little did i know. Next morning while still lying in bed the doors blew open and 4 armed men came to me. While one man in a suit walked up to my bed and said "It's your lucky day son" I should have prayed harder that night, i should have ran back into the destroyed world, but i didnt, i felt the world had hope. But i was wrong. Like other 24 people i was thrown into a starting area. When the clock ran down and they all ran towards the backpack filled with supplies i ran to a town south of the position. Orone i think that was it's name, but it was the first of the carpet bombings. I ran as fast as i could toward a gas station out of the town. Fining a weapon on the ground having a sigh of relief, while picking it up i had a hard hit the head and just lied there on the ground, head throbbing, i was dragged into this red truck. Awaking strapped to a chair was a man strapped to another next to me, i could see the fright in his eyes as we stared at each other for a moment. Then a man with some Navy Seal looking clothing bursted in demanding to know locations of other players. Fortunately i hadn't known anything neither did the man. He winked at me, in confusion i saw him look at a gun on the table, suddenly he headbutted the man and told to run for the gun, luckily he didnt tie my ropes tight enough, i easily ripped the ropes out of my hands grabbing the gun and shooting the man. After that the other prisoner spoke nothing. He looted his body and grabbed keys. We walked out to the red truck we had been inprisoned by, we got in and started driving. After a few moments we both looked at each other, i could see the fright in his eyes, as tears slowly ran down his cheeks. I slowly reached for my gun thinking treachry was on foot. He knew i was going for it, he just sat there scared. I pulled it out and with reluctance shot him. I waited, oh just for a few. Then looked down at my hands. I had blood on them from his brains spraying all over the car. I slowly put the gun up to my head and pulled the trigger CHINK*. I yelled as loudly as possible screaming "why couldnt you have let me die in there!" I cursed for minutes, until i could no more.

 

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-Alec

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After sitting in the car for a few moments i realized it was time to go, the game was coming to an end the word had it off the radio we were all equiped with there was less than 10 people left. 

I slowly moved the body out of the vehicle and gave him a proper burial then i got back in the car and drove up the road, I was in a daze, A crisis if you will still heart pounding from recent events. I was running out of everything. I had no food or water. For the next to hours a drove and drove until a found a town, nick of time to ran outa gas 5 miles from the city, with no food or water i continued into the town. My father always told me to stay strong in hard times, but this was more than a hard time, this was mere life or death, be or be killed. Me and my father never were violent people. Ever since my mother died we became rather neutral when it came to everything. When i reached the town i immediately heard a shout, after proper investigation i continued something about this city puzzled me. I seemed to have been here before, i remembered things from this town. Bang* I fell to the ground blood gushing from my leg, in a panic i quickly grabbed the pistol from my side, remembering i had no ammo i quickly threw it at the shooter. As he slowly walked towards me with a pistol in his hand, A few feet away he stopped my vision was still blurry, i could only make out mere shapes. Before blacking out i heard the words "My Son". After i awoke i quickly fell into a panic only realizing i was remaing stationary in a bed, with a cold cloth over my head. I still couldn't see but a figure layed about me, just staring. No words for minutes, just blank stares. Finally i spoke up asking who this man was. Again silence fell over the air. I felt cold steel on my head. but i could feel the hesitation within the man whom had the gun on me. After a few more moments i heard a smash and a door breaking open, i was quickly forced up and dragged into the street. There layed me and the other man laying in the road with just one hachet in the middle. He said if you dont kill the other you both shall die. The other man quickly said" I can't, I can't" Then i heard another crack....accept this time i had no feeling, i had finally been at peace. No more pain, no more fright, just white. I saw a bright light fall onto my skin and warmth came upon me. Then the light came and gone and i could feel myself falling, and i had. Into a red place i had no reconition of at all. Then a red figure came upon me and said, "It's Judgement Day Kid"