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Day 2

Robo had woken up at the breaking of dawn. He and Koga had traded off sleeping in shifts for most of the night, but at some point they both seemed to drift off. Luckily they weren’t attacked as they had remained outside and were relatively defenseless. As Robo looked down on the sleeping Koga he contemplated winning the games. He was feeling ineffectual and weak, he had run from the cornucopia denying himself access to any gear, and spent the entire first day sitting around feeling sorry for himself. He knew that if he were to have any hope of making it to the end he would need to start taking some risks. A darkness grew inside of him as he looked down at Koga. He didn’t feel good about it, but he needed to start making plays for power. After several moments of regretful contemplation Robo reached out and powerfully grabbed the neck of the sleeping Koga, trying to strangle the life out of him.

Koga’s eyes burst open but he was unable to breath in and gain composure as Robo crushed his throat. Koga thrashed out and struggled as much as he could, but he had been taken completely off guard. Robo shook Koga violently hoping to end it as soon as possible. Koga weakly pushed his hands against Robo but it was no use. After several moments his vision had blurred to black. As he felt Koga go limp Robo softened his grip and began to breath heavily. Just as he was about to remove his hands from Koga’s throat and leave he felt Koga’s neck begin to move like he was able to take in air. He tightened his grip, but this time he found Koga’s neck to be solid as he tried to squeeze his throat shut. Robo gritted his teeth as he struggled to end Koga’s life when suddenly Koga’s eyes shot open. They were not the same eyes as he had had before. They were yellow and seemed to glow. In the same moment Koga grabbed both of Robo’s arms and gripped them tightly in his hands. Robo tried to let go and run away but Koga’s grip was too strong. Koga opened his mouth and yelled out as his grip broke Robo’s right forearm. As Robo cried out in pain Koga tossed him away. Robo scrambled to his feet and ran away as fast as he could as Koga struggled to get up. Koga collapsed to his knees and began coughing up blood. His mind was swimming and he was full of delirious thoughts as memories of a life he had never lived came flooding to him. He managed to stand up and began to run away from the scene with no destination in mind as he struggled to regain his grip on reality.

Robo was in shock, he had no idea what the deal was with Koga, but he was sure that he had killed him when he suddenly woke back up and had unbelievable strength. He took sharp corners holding his mangled arm with his good hand. He continued to run for several minutes until he was positive that he was no longer being pursued. Badly injured and out of breath he spied a storm drain coming out of a rise in the concrete. Feeling that he had no other choice he crawled on his belly and backed his way down into the storm drain, into the safety of the dark sewer below.

Obama had walked outside and was stretching in the morning sunlight when he heard someone approaching him rapidly. He turned and saw Koga hunched over running aimlessly with blood pouring from his mouth. Obama tried to stop him to see if he needed any help but Koga just looked at him, unsure of what was real or not and continued to shamble off. Obama tried to grab Koga’s shoulder as he passed offering to help him, but Koga turned around fast and threw the hand away. Obama watched as Koga mindlessly turned a corner and disappeared from sight.
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