Todos os capítulos de The Race Against Death's Door: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

     Blaize sprinted towards Andrik as they walk back to Jade’s room, and put one arm around him, deliberately pushing and pressing down on his injured arm. Andrik groaned and almost lost his balance in surprise.       “See? I told you you’re a pro at army crawling.” He smirked tauntingly and even raised his eyebrow up and down twice.      “Yekaterina is super cool.” Zayden muttered like he was lost in a trance as he recalled something from his memory about Yekaterina, the way s

     Blaize, Zayden and Andrik woke up with a massive headache. Groaning while holding his forehead, Zayden sat up from the bed. He noticed Yekaterina first who seems to be so restless in bed as she kept on turning her head left and right. She’s sweating profusely as well and her face held terror and a horrified expression.      He got up and went to her, he shook her shoulders lightly to wake her up. “Yekaterina. Wake up.”      Her eyes fluttered open and she immediately sat up and pushed Zayden away forcefully. “Go away!” She screamed then she hugged her body as she scooted ba

     Death has been around every nook and corner the moment the players start a game. Svetlana had seen different deaths, all gruesome and brutal, the very same day she arrived here. And every single day, they’re all racing against the very door of death.        But today, she witnessed the death of her own team member, the one who swore with her that they’re going to protect each other, the one who swore to get out of here alive and win, the one who had talked to her, smiled at her and told her fun stories in a short period of time, the one who formed some sort of friendship with her in a place where friendship doesn’t last. And today he died. It definitely feels harder to accept the death of someone who’s been with you and conquered challenges with you even only in a short

     “Enjoying the night, aren’t you?” Andrik couldn’t hide the pissed off, sarcasm tone in his voice when he said it to Zayden. He’s not sure exactly which one is the heavier reason but it has to do with one thing, hands. Him, letting go of his hand, almost delivering him to the eyes of death or him, holding Yekatarina’s hand far longer than he likes. Better not at all, for sure.      Zayden faced Andrik to reply to his sarcastic question. “Yes, I am.” He stepped closer to him and fixed his tie quickly, then he swiped the imaginary dust on his suit before looking back up at him, “If I were you, I won’t keep her standing there alone.” He

     Yekaterina woke up the next day feeling extremely horrible. She’s vomiting every now and then, her stomach feels like something inside is drilling her intestines and her head feels like someone is hitting it with a hammer repeatedly. Luckily, the poison she had drank last night was not enough to kill her. Unlike the three other women who collapsed and died on the spot.        She was half-awake when their members were executed the same way, by drinking poison in front of everyone. The party was adjourned after that. Andrik carried Yekaterina to her room and brought her a pill which makes her vomit the poison she had intake.