((Time to get outta here and get to end game. :]))
When Lenny mentioned that they were the killers, Lulu went quiet and stared down at her shoes. As much as she hated to admit it, he was right. She wanted to retort that she wasn't a killer, but the truth was imminent: she had killed. There was a bit of an awkward silence between the two until Lenny asked Lulu what kind of protection she had. This question almost riled up a bit of suspicion in Lulu, but she ignored this feeling. Why hide what she had? Lenny had probably already seen all her weapons anyway. She only had two.
Pointing to the scythe leaning against the wall beside her, she said, "That scythe, it's what I started out with, and I have a gun in my duffel bag. It was Madison's." Lulu reached over and pulled out the heavy gun, placing it in her lap. It weighed a ton. "I think it's some sort of machine gun," she muttered, scratching the top of her head. She assumed that this gun would probably help her out a lot, but Lulu wasn't so sure. It seemed rather destructive. She could probably mow Lenny down now, grab his stuff, and hit the road. But that was wrong. She wouldn't use this as a tool of murder. She'd use it as a tool of defense. "But doesn't defense technically mean hurting someone and, or killing them?" Lulu wasn't so sure.
There was another silence between them, but something strange and distant killed the quiet. What was it? Lulu looked around, her eyes scanning the room. Where was it coming from? It took a few seconds, but she finally came to the realization that it was the daily announcements. "Oh, right.. Geez, how could I forget?" Lulu glanced over at Lenny and listened with utmost concentration.
But the more Lulu listened, the deeper her heart dropped. A terrible weight became obvious in her stomach. She didn't want to hear this, but she couldn't bear to shut her eyes and drown out the sound. Almost two weeks had passed since the start of this abominable game. Nearly two long weeks. Just thirteen days ago, Lulu had been a normal girl with normal ambitions and dreams. Now she was just a lamb to the slaughter. A playing piece in a fatal game. But this wasn't the news that shocked Lulu the most. It was the fact that she was one of four people alive.
Only four people were alive. That was it.
"Me.. and Lenny.." Lulu whispered, glancing over at the other boy. Who else? She waited impatiently to hear the rest of the announcements. Mr. Danya went on explain everyone's deaths in excruciatingly cruel detail, but Lulu tried to ignore this. Danya was just being cruel to rile up the players. She wouldn't fall for it. She would have to remain level headed. "Steve and Ryan are dead. Didn't I come across them once during the game?" Lulu shook her head. She wasn't sure. She wasn't sure of anything now adays. Everything was lost in her muddled quagmire of a memory. Danya went on to mention a few more deaths, but Lulu wasn't all too concerned about them. It was cruel, but it wasn't right to mourn over their deaths for long. Two-hundred people were dead. As terrible as it sounded to Lulu, she would have to forget them and move on. "They all died terribly.. I hate hearing this."
Mr. Danya went on to announce the final four. Lulu's ears pricked and she listened as closely as she could. First there was Trish McCarroll and then Lenny Priestly. At the harsh words of Mr. Danya, Lulu grimaced and looked over at Lenny. She wanted to whisper some words of comfort, but she wasn't sure what to say. She decided to stay quiet. At the mention of the third name, Lulu paled. That was it. The fourth name would obviously be her own, but... Rizzo? Just as Mr. Danya said, that boy had a huge kill count! He was a definite player! Lulu groaned and buried her head in her hands. And now came her moment of embarrassment. Why couldn't Danya just skip her announcement and move on to the next point of interest?
"...leeching off her friends... got some blood on those tiny little hands... you think you could make it on your own?... I really hope your grandmother is enjoying the amazing little murderer you've become..."
Lulu groaned again and could feel hot tears splashing down her cheeks. She didn't want to cry like this in front of anyone, but she couldn't help it. It wasn't true! Danya was a liar! Lulu didn't leech off her friends.. she didn't murder because she wanted to. And then there was her grandmother. Her vivacious grandmother back at home. What was she thinking about Lulu? Was she watching the TV in horror? Maybe if Lulu was lucky, she was on a three-week vacation in Vegas or Hawaii. "I didn't leech off of anyone.." she mumbled, her voice quivering. "Did I?"
The announcements finally came to an end. Lulu wiped her tears and stood up, shoving her gun into her bag. She grabbed the handle of her scythe and looked over at Lenny. Tears kept spilling down her cheeks. "We should probably go. I wouldn't want to get caught here in a danger zone..." "I haven't lasted thirteen days to die now. I have to keep going. I've made it this far! I must have some luck in me. But I won't kill. I won't. I'll try not to.." "Let's walk to the airfield together, alright?"
((continued in the airfield))
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