It was after the tug of war game… your team had survived. How long until it was your turn to die? Who knows. Now, the survivors are in the… prison dorm thing. Lights were out, and everyone was either laying awake or sleeping. You couldn’t sleep.

One of the guards always seemed to stay near you for some reason. He was tall- and had wings. You wondered who he was.

“Hey, Roachy..” He muttered quietly, crouching down next to your bed.