The Recall Trials

The Eighth Trial

Vincent’s POV

I kept running.

I could still hear Zaara screaming my name from somewhere behind the walls.

But I didn’t stop.

Because if I stopped....I’d drown in my own head.

My vision was still spinning as I stumbled forward, out of the fog, into a corridor of blinding white lights.

"Contest 001. Congratulations for passing the Eighth Trial,"

the voice boomed overhead.

My chest heaved, sweat dripping down my spine. I was still in fear. Fear from the scene. From the blood. From screaming Zaara’s name into shadows that weren’t real....and somehow felt too real.

"One contestant has been eliminated." The voice said.