Putting in Work

[ThePureLight7*]

Skye sat back and ate another piece of bread as the other two men reacted to their friend's death. I feel sorry for them, but it's probably best to let them deal with it. I didn't know the guy, he sighed.

Devonte was walking around, claiming that maybe the producers were lying to them. "They fuckin’ with us, man. Tryin’ to turn us against each other," he said. Skye wished that was the truth, but he knew otherwise. He was too smart to cloud the truth with emotion.

"Yeah. Yeah, you right. Anthony wouldn't go out like that. Karen wouldn't be know which end of a gun was the dangerous end, let alone use it on someone. More likely to shoot herself in the foot," Marcus said, holding onto the vague hope that perhaps their friend hadn't died. Skye started repacking his stuff into his backpack. When he looked up, Devonte had started walking off, as he suspected he would.

I know how they must feel... I couldn't stand losing someone that close to me this early in the game. I'm just glad that it wasn't someone that I knew, like Amber. I pray to God that she's not even here. I could've sworn I saw her at the introduction area... Skye said to himself, No, no. That couldn't have been here. Maybe he wasn't too smart to cloud out the truth with emotion after all.

Suddenly, Marcus turned back and looked directly at Skye, "You coming?"

Skye said nothing. He simply stood up and started walking after his new rivals-turned-allies. Black man dies first... Our hero forced to team up with old rivals... It's weird how life actually somehow plays out like that. Or at least it would be, if there weren't a team of rich producers' whose jobs were to make it happen like that. Fuck.

[[Yellow #1 - Skyler Thsani, coninued in Trees, Trees Everywhere.]]