END GAME: THE COUNTDOWN STARTS

[sailmods]

[the prisoners wake up on cold, hard floors.

the lights are bright, glaring, a sterile cell with sterile bars facing a sterile hall. the prisoners with you, across from you, and no one else. no rocking of a ship in waves, nothing. just the prisoner and their prison.

time passes, one assumes. the rhythmic click of Friday’s heels down the hall. it’s almost like the ticking of a clock.]

Comments

[theweakhavepurpose]

If you come back in parts which limbs do you bequeath to Clarke and which to Rita?

[neverleave]

None, and you ESPECIALLY aren't allowed to do anything with them.

[theweakhavepurpose]

[He holds up one hand.]

I solemnly promise to not feed your remains to any of Jenny's brothers. Even the cat.