Entering my cabin, I planted my ass on my bed and pushed my fingers through my hair. What did I just do? I didn’t know, but I was still alive and in the game. Right now, that had to be my focus.
“You’re not freaked out about that, are you?” Brad asked.
What should I do? Play along? Tell him the truth?
“I haven’t gotten a lot of sleep,” I told him.
“Nah, it’s more than that,” he said taking a seat next to me. “Relax, man. You can tell me?”
I looked into Brad’s eyes. He looked happy. I’m sure that I looked like a mess.
“None of this bothers you?” I asked him.
“None of what? It’s all a game. You think the show is gonna let them get hurt?”
Did he live in some sort of alternate universe? In my world, people got eaten by sharks. People burned alive. Magic dust could only do so much.
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