Killing Game Quarter

I'm outside, waiting for them to show up. The air is cold, but my concern for everyone's safety is more important to me. I hear footsteps and turn around to see them, and I can already tell that something's up just from the way they walked towards me."Hey, you said you wanted to talk to me in private...Is something wrong?" I ask, as they continue to get closer. At this point I am starting to feel concerned for both of us, so I begin to back up."W-What's wrong?" I ask again, this time with more anxious inflection, but as I ask that, they stop in their tracks for a moment, only a few feet away from me. Their stance is

"So… What're we gonna do if our kidneynappers are in here with us?" Questioned Akira, as we walked."I already thought of that possibility, and a good answer is to just overpower them five to one." Responded Liam."Wha-What'll we do if there's m-more than one of them?!" Stuttered Jinju."I guess then we'd hafta run away or fight for our lives, simple as that!" Poppy exclaimed positively.

"Well, if that's all, then we might as well get a move on folks. We've still gotta find an exit." Akira announced, which caused everyone to head for the exit. Mia silently followed behind everyone, with a confused but determined look on her face, causing me to feel like her suspicions weren't completely gone yet."Hellooo, anybody in there, Ikea?" My thoughts were stopped by Poppy lightly knocking on my forehead, "Everyone's already gone, we gotta go." Pulled out of my thoughts, I nodded and rushed out the door to catch up to everyone, feeling a new found sense of pride in accidentally proving Mia's theory wrong. Once we caught up, everyone was already in the middle of chatting.

……… It's all a jumbled mess. A jumbled mess of sounds, all from different people..."-A̵k̷a̴.̵""B̵o̶o̵k̷w̶o̸r̸m̷-"...All of them feel so familiar, but I can't think of where I've heard all of these voices...

Who should be the next person I spend time with?. . .After I gave it some thought, I decided to check up on Poppy, to see how her body guarding was going. I finished up my lunch, cleaned up, and headed over to the room she was guarding. As expected, I found her pacing back and forth at the door like a toy soldier. She had accumulated another tray of food, making a small pile of said trays in the corner."Oh, heya Shiznit!" She called out, waving dramatically as I approached.