XXII

Ever since Humero eliminated him, Clyde stopped being joyful. He didn't spend his time on the living having a conversation with the rest of the contestants, but fortunately everyone didn't mind him since it was a dreadful moment, not for him but everyone. Suddenly, Calvin decided to pay him a visit in his room with a bottle of alcoholic drink in his right hand and a huge bag of chips in his left hand. As soon as he entered, he saw him sitting on the right side of the bed, looking away from the door.

"Clyde." Calvin calmly approached him and sat next to him. "I know you're still mourning, but I think you need company for a while." He hands over a bottle of alcoholic beverage slowly. "Perhaps you want to drink your sorrow away. You know, it's my country's tradition that if someone is mourning the death of the person they love, we just offer them a bottle of alcoholic drink and a big bag of chips. It's kind of weird, but trust me, it's effective. "

Clyde looked at him for a moment before accepting his offer. He slowly drank his beverage straight from the bottle, as he slowly felt the alcohol burn in his throat. Calvin opened one of the chips and slowly ate it one by one. Of course, Clyde grabbed one of the chips from him. Clyde can't help but cry for a moment.

"I still can't believe someone will love me after a couple of years since I got divorced, despite our huge age gap." Clyde finally spoke up as he took a huge gulp from his drink. I almost forgot what it's like to fall in love again until I talked to her after the first challenge. It's a short yet unforgettable one. "

"I can feel you, man. I remember the day my wife died next to me due to her leukemia. I felt like everything was useless now. I thought I was going to be a crazy man since I couldn't live a life without my wife. Until I saw this opportunity. "

Clyde looked at him confused as he slowly felt the alcohol finally kick him in. "What do you mean, an opportunity? Do you have a financial problem too? "

Calvin couldn't help but laugh at his own question, which only added to his confusion."Me? Having a financial problem? Don't be such a ridiculous pal. The opportunity isn't the money but death itself."

'Is he crazy?' Clyde, though, as he takes another drink. He could feel his face turning red.

"I know it sounds crazy, like I thought you joined because of the thirty million dollars on the line, but no it's not. I own ten gyms around the world and have become a famous body builder. But the thing is, I still haven't gotten over the death of my wife. Until today, I was still missing her beautiful voice, her never-ending love and her. I thought if I died in this challenge, I'd see him again. "

"But why did you not surrender to the seeker during the second challenge? I mean, look at you now, you managed to survive a month. "

"I was about to do that, but I saw the seeker dragging someone's dead body, so it's a fail. Also, during the incident where the host found the cellphone and the walkie-talkie, I thought that if I lied and confessed that I brought those, I might get killed, but someone already did that, so another opportunity." He took a deep breath and smiled. "Maybe I died finally in this upcoming fifth challenge, no third actual challenge. I just want to see her again. "

Clyde, who's already drunk, looked at his bottle of alcohol, which was already half empty, and gave it to him.

"You know, you also need this. You are still mourning the death of your wife, plus it's your tradition. Now let's drink our sorrow away. " Calvin couldn't help as he grabbed the drink and quickly drank the rest of the alcohol. He could feel the heat of the alcohol drawing through his throat.

"Thanks pal." Calvin thanked him and Clyde 

OOO

Keith slowly bandages his left shoulder where one of the contestants successfully stabbed him.

Go to the hospital, dipshit.'

"I can't, the police might discover us." Keith responds to his voice.

'But you might get an infection.'

"I don't fucking care, man. Just leave me alone. " He finally finished bandaging his left shoulder. He can't help but to groan at the pain he feels from his left shoulder. He quickly grabbed a painkiller and drank it in the hope the pain would go away.

He decided to take his attention away from his stab wound by writing a journal.

Journal No. 55

Someone successfully stabbed me on my left shoulder during the fourth event. I can't believe he successfully stole the knife and used it against me, but luckily I put him in a quick sleep before he managed to kill me. I didn't know some of my contestants fell in love during this tough moment. I guess love really works, even during the hardest events in their lives. I wonder what it is like to fall in love again? Now let's change the subject here.

Four of the contestants are officially dead because of the challenge. Just like I mentioned in journal number one, everything I did was a personal experiment and a revenge on someone important.

Especially since one of the contestants is my half sister's only child, Eshal Brookes.

I heard she left because Agatha wanted her to marry the son of a businessman. I could tell that she's a gold digger and a negletive mother, but Eshal didn't know I was his uncle, since it doesn't matter anymore.

..

The voices in my head are getting louder as usual. The medicine won't do its tricks. Maybe I should keep drinking those meds.

I want to consult my psychiatrist, but not now since the show must go on.

..

But seriously, schizophrenia fucking sucks.