Fuck my life.
I leaned my head back against the frozen stone wall, staring up at the dark, jagged ceiling of the lower tunnels and cursing whatever god decided to make my life this way.
Three hours. For three straight hours, I had been stuck in the most awkward, suffocating situation imaginable. It was not the freezing cold air that made my skin crawl — it was the two girls standing on either side of me.
Over the past few hours, the journey through these deep corridors had not just been a test of survival against the cold. It had been a slaughter.
We had crossed paths with a few overconfident student teams who thought they could ambush us or take the lower path for themselves. Disarming them and taking their cores did not take long. They were completely outmatched.
After stripping them of their points, we left them behind to deal with their bruised pride.
