The silence stretched taut, broken only by the ragged breaths of the group. Eyes darted from face to face, searching for volunteers or victims. Damien cleared his throat, his voice rough. "Look, we need to pick someone. Fast. Before it picks for us."Khelani's gaze met Lucas's across the chamber. Months of unspoken tension hung between them—stolen glances in lectures, awkward small talk at parties. Now, in this nightmare, it twisted into something inevitable. "I'll... I'll do it," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. Her hands twisted in the hem of her shirt, knuckles white.Lucas stepped forward before anyone else could protest. "With me," he added, his heart pounding so hard it echoed in his ears. He couldn't let her face this alone. Not her.The others exchanged uneasy looks. Tyler, still recovering on the floor, nodded weakly. "Yeah... yeah, okay. Just get it done."Chelsea bit her lip, tears glistening. "Be careful, guys. God, this is so messed up."Miranda turned away sli
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