Second Sparta Laria was shaking in her bed. Visions of lost classmates flashed through her head. She hardly knew most of them, but that’ all you could expect when it came to the Simulation Room. She remembered the blood on the walls from that day, how the nameless student lay crumpled on the ground. She had tried to turn her head then, pretend it had never happened. Pretend that the Simulation Room hadn’t just claimed another life. That it had never claimed lives at all. But now, as her gaze drifted toward the long-empty bed at her side that had once belonged to her friend, Noxanne, she knew that her pretending could never reach such a fantasy as a “Long Life”.Second Sparta by Aenta2001
Laria sat up, listening intently. There it was again, whispers. She slid out of bed and peered out the crack beneath her door. Five men in red ran across the dorm lobby. Trainers. She only had a chance to glance what they were carrying before they turned the corner.
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