Iridian
No one, other than those who have played, knew what the Iridescent Pack held.
I hadn't a clue what to expect, but after my encounter in the forest last night, I knew nothing was off the table. As if to remind myself it happened, I dug through the pocket of the shorts I wore and fished out the obsidian marble. I could see a tiny version of my face reflected in its smooth surface, my bright eyes wide and my glossy hair a flaming shade of orange. I looked frazzled and nervous, tired yet awake. I also reached up and grazed the cold stone of the necklace I wore, making sure it had stayed on me in the night. I wouldn't put anything past the Game Maker and his pack members, not after everything tha
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