[ You are MePhone4. II17 ending. ]

“…C’mon, shows over. We’re going home.”

Cobs’ hand held out to you, his appearance messed up completely. The loss of the contestants didn’t seem to affect him too greatly, but that wasn’t surprising. After all, he would have won this either way.

You, though, were very stricken. Even though they were fake creations— it held a dear place in your heart. And it was an escape from him. But you didn’t have a choice now. You took his hand and got up. You were back with your captor, and father figure. Back to the torture. You yelled at yourself for this.

He was walking around the plains now, you in tow. He didn’t know exactly where he was going, because he didn’t have a ship anymore. But Cobs would find a way. That’s what always happens…