The boy—she was pretty sure his name was Michael—was trying to comfort them. They were in the middle of a death match, and here he was, trying to keep their spirits up. He was trying to point out the good things; they were still alive, and it would be easier to find their friends if they stuck together.
Lily felt an unexplainable wave of affectionate relief well up inside her. She was terrified out of her mind, and probably this guy was too. However, he was trying his best to look on the bright side, to not let fear get to him. Lily sniffled back her sobs, and wiped her face with the sleeve of her sweater, already beginning to feel embarrassed about her breakdown. She hated crying in front of people.
For the first time since encountering them, Lily glanced at their bandanas. Valerie's was purple, Michael's was red. He didn't seem to care about the team thing either, putting more stock in actual human relationships. She felt another wave of affection for him. It was funny, if they were still in school, she never would have thought twice about him; he'd just be another person in class. It was amazing what a little kindness at the right time could do.
Then Valerie said that she didn't want to watch her friends die. Lily tensed up, suddenly scared again. This was another truth that she had been trying to avoid. At first, the idea of Dougie's death had seemed impossible to her. He was just so...solid. Not just his hulking figure, but his personality. While some of the other people that she knew had gone through some pretty radical personality changes over the years, Dougie had always been himself. He'd matured some over the years, and had changed some, but he was still always Dougie. He was always there. She couldn't imagine him not being there.
Lily also wasn't stupid. Dougie was a flesh and blood human being like everyone else, and humans were surprisingly fragile. Moreover, he was a good person, and good people didn't make it out of this game. She didn't know where he was, she didn't know who he was with, and until the first announcement, she couldn't know if he was still alive.
She shivered, and suddenly she felt like crying again. As the tears began welling in her eyes again, however, she shoved them back down. She needed to get a grip on herself. If she kept letting her emotions control her, she would be dead within the hour. She needed to do something that she hated doing: she needed to ignore the truth. She couldn't afford to think about the fact that she was going to die. She couldn't think about the fact that Dougie was probably going to die. All that she needed to do right now was find him.
Lily glanced at Michael again. On one hand, she was incredibly wary of staying with other people. Unless you were able to be inside someone's head, there was no way to tell if they were completely trustworthy. On the other hand, she couldn't imagine any possible motive for Michael and Valerie to be acting like this if they were killers. They both seemed sincere. Also, the thought of being with other people was alarmingly comforting to her right now.
It would also probably take her longer to find Dougie if she was working with other people, all of whom had different people that they cared about. Working with other people meant compromise. It would probably be faster to search alone. Right now, though, she was terrified of being alone.
Primarily addressing Michael, she said, “We need to come up with a plan, and we need to get moving.”
((Lily Ashburg continued in Not Your Scheduled Programming
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