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It was… sorta cute. The way she stomped around mad as a wet cat.

Even though she was pissed, her hand slid over mine to pry it open, threadin’ our fingers together to lead me down the corridor just behind Ella. Sparks licked at the places where our skin met.

At first glance, she didn’t seem like the sinful temptation she truly was. She really looked like an angel, even if she just so happened to be a blood-streaked one.

Or maybe a doll. Her golden hair swaying with every step. That perfect body that looked like it was modeled just for me.

It was hard to forget just how well my hands fit on her hips. How readily she opened up for me.

The thrill from what we'd done lingered as we continued our path. The image of her face twisted in pleasure and the sounds of her delicious whines playin’ over and over again in my mind like a record.

I can’t wait to watch the video when I get out of here.

I'd been spitting mad—still was, if I was being honest—about how she'd murdered those Runners. I told her from the beginnin’ I wasn't no player killer. That I didn't wanna be like my family. Wanted to win the game my way.

It was her fault that the darkness was threatenin’ to overtake me, to pull me back into the depths of the nearsighted thinking my parents had tried to instill in me from birth. I'd fought every instinct to be better, to treat others with kindness. But with her, all of that went out the window.

Aubrey'd gone crazy, barrelin’ into the people with the metal bat like it was a fuckin’ game. Her face splattered with blood, twisted in her anger. An angel of vengeance amidst her public. There was a part of me that called for her. That enjoyed every moment of it.

She would make a show of it.

Did it make me sick that I longed for it? I knew I didn't want to be like them, the monsters who'd raised me to treat human life like it was another piece in a chess game. But the feeling I'd had watching cute, innocent-looking Aubrey in her sparkly pink clothes brutally murderin’ Runners… It was nothing less than feral lust.

A need for her that threatened to overtake my good sense.

It had to be a test.The way the darkness loomed over me, threatening to smother my good intentions and drag me back into the light. My glory was whispered. Promised. My salvation.

I thought I had it under control. Thought I could push the urges to the back of my mind, even just for the sake of winning.

Aubrey, though… She made me feel things I shouldn’t.

She made medothings I shouldn’t.

I shouldn’t have wanted to watch as her cunt swallowed a bat splattered with her victims’ blood. My mouth shouldn’t have watered when her pink tongue flicked out to lick her own cum off it. Shouldn’t have gotten off to watching her almost come while choking her out.

My cunt ached from the memory, my own needs going unanswered a hollow offering in the name of my quickly deteriorating sanity.

More than everything, I sure as fuck shouldn’t want to ditch Ella just to see what deplorable things Aubrey would do to show her gratitude.

But I did.

I didn’t have time to think through what that meant for the state of my mental health. Though I reckoned the dull, gray, never-ending concrete walls of the maze would make me go insane far faster than my own twisted libido.

We paused as we came up to a section with several doors. More doors than people in our group.

Another fucking choice.

I glanced at my watch, nothing useful coming from the quickly moving messages in the chat. It was hard to tell if that was because we were the first to come up to this particular obstacle or if they really were just that feral to see me fuck Aubrey into the next dimension.

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