The game had begun. Everything happened quickly, I couldnât focus on the people around me. Rather, I ran, and ran, and ranâmy feet colliding into each other. The ground was damp, my once clean hands now soiled along with my pants. I forced myself to get up, shouting was in the distance. I needed to go. I rested on a tree for a brief moment as I caught my breath.
The masked games have begun, teen...