Page 107 of The Mating Games


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The ship was a labyrinth, but Jayas moved with purpose, as if he understood the layout.

Finally, after what felt like hours, we took shelter in a small alcove.

We were both out of breath, our faces flush from the exertion.

Jayas’s grip on my hand hadn’t lessened, and I could feel his pulse racing, mirroring my own.

“Are we safe here?” I whispered, glancing around nervously.

Jayas nodded. “For now. But we need a plan to get off this ship.”

I leaned into him, seeking comfort. “Jayas, how many games like ours are happening here?”

He looked down at me, his expression grave. “Too many.”

That simple acknowledgment weighed heavy on me, painting a bleak picture of our circumstances.

The sheer number of beings involved, the vastness of the operation.

It was overwhelming.

* * *

With Jayas leading the way, I tried to keep up as he maneuvered through a dizzying array of identical corridors.

To me, every hallway, every turn seemed precisely like the last.

The silver-blue glow from the panels above cast an eerie light, making it hard to distinguish one area from the next.

“How can you even tell where we’re going?” I whispered, trying not to sound as bewildered as I felt.

Jayas shot me a small, confident smile. “Spaceships, they have a logic to them once you’ve been aboard enough of them. Trust me.”

“I’m trying,” I admitted, my voice laced with worry.

The implications of our escape were beginning to sink in.

There were no more safety nets, no more rounds to reset.

He must’ve sensed my trepidation, for he paused, pulling me closer, his gaze intense. “Listen, Aurora, we’re not in the game anymore. Here, we’ve got just one life. If we lose it…” his voice trailed off.

I swallowed hard. “It’s game over.”

“We need to be extra careful,” he emphasized.

After what felt like hours of twisting and turning, we finally arrived at the room Jayas was searching for.

The space was vast, unlike anything I’d seen on the ship so far.

One entire wall was dominated by a series of oval doors.

Behind each door was a small pod, eerily reminiscent of the ones we’d been trapped in.

My heart sank. “You want us to get into one ofthose?”

My voice trembled with a mix of fear and disbelief.

The thought of being confined again, with no way out, was suffocating.

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