Jasper sat on his bed, going over Lance’s plan in his head. It was better than actually killing someone. After the meeting, everyone agreed that they should all get some rest before the game started.
“Four hours until all hell breaks loose. I can do this. It’s just like planning a job. Got some reliable people, a plan (sort of), and a map. Granted, it’s muscle memory. Then there’s Jason. Will he even let them come along? What if we get caught? So many things could go wrong.” Jasper shook his head. “Agh, come on, Jasper. Last thing you need is doubt.”
Jasper sat up and stretched. “I can’t sleep,” He said, walking into the bathroom and washing his face. He looked up and stared at his reflection. It had only been a few days, but he looked like he aged a few years. “You look like an old man,” Jasper said in his best Amber impression. He laughed. “She’d kill me if she was here.” Jasper took a lock of his hair and let it fall back into place. “I really need to cut this. What’s wrong with me? I should be freaking out right now. A lot of people are about to die, and I’m worried about my hair. Guess I’ve always been like that. Aaandd I’m talking to myself. I’m officially crazy.” Jasper turned off the water and walked back into the bedroom.
Just as he was about to get back in bed, he heard voices outside his door. They were low but loud enough for him to hear.
“How do you know he’s telling the truth?” Franklin whispered.
“I don’t, but he seems to have a good feeling about it. Don’t get me wrong, dude’s shady as ****, but he has a plan. I don’t want to kill you, and I hope you won’t go too far. Just make sure you aim for something not vital okay? I’m trusting you, Frank. Don’t make me regret this,” Josh said. “Should we tell, Jasper?”
“No,” Franklin answered more quickly than Jasper would’ve liked. “He might tell Lance. I don’t trust him. Lance is up to something. I know it.”
Jasper opened the door and yawned. “Hey, guys.”
“Sup, Jaz. We thought you we sleeping,” Josh said.
“I was, but I guess I wasn’t tired. You guys alright?” Jasper asked. “Having a meeting?”
“Just talking,” Franklin said. “Did we wake you?”
“He’s testing me,” Jasper thought. “Nah, it’s all good. Hey, so, I’m sorry about earlier. I should’ve asked before I told Lance about the plan. That wasn’t cool.” Jasper could see Franklin’s body relax a little.
“Don’t worry about it. It’s not like you need my permission to tell people about what we’re doing. It’s not like we have a leader. I should be apologizing. We just found out who the hunter will be. It’s me. I’m supposed to kill Josh and make it down to the game floor. I found this in my closet.” Franklin pulled out a small handgun. “It has three bullets in it. If I run out of bullets and Josh is alive, then I lose. Only the prey can know who the hunter is. You don’t count, Jasper. Since we’re going along with Lance’s plan Josh and I will fight. I’ll throw in some punches, and he can get in a few. A few punches. Nothing too extreme.”
Josh laughed. “I won’t give you brain damage if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“Didn’t you give the last person you punched permanent eye damage?” Franklin asked.
“That was different. He ****** me off. I let him off easy.” Josh turned to Jasper. “Once I’m “down,” Frank will call for help. He’ll act all surprised and ****. Then when the staff comes around, BAM! That’s when you and Lance knock them out. We take their masks for extra stealthiness. It should make it easier to move around.”
“What about the uniforms? I doubt they’ll be the same size as you,” Jasper said.
“I’ve seen the staff for our floor. We have similar builds. At any rate, all we need is their weapons. I’m sure they’ll be armed. They didn’t say it in the letter, but I doubt the hunters that fail get a slap on the wrist,” Franklin tossed the gun back onto his bed.
“Be careful, *******. Don’t go tossing guns around, Josh said.
“Whoops, I’ll keep in mind not to toss unloaded guns around,” Franklin laughed.
“Dude, **** you,” Josh said.
Jasper couldn’t help but laugh. If they weren’t in this messed-up situation, he could see them being good friends. He wondered if they would’ve even met outside if it weren’t for King of the World.
“What’re you laughing at, Chuckles?” Josh asked.
“You,” Jasper said.
“**** you too,” Josh said, laughing. “Okay, let’s practice.”
“Huh?” Franklin asked. “Practice what?”
“Duh, your punches. I need to know what I’m working with. Go on, punch me,” Josh said, crossing his arms.
“Now, who’s nuts?” Franklin asked while taking off his jacket. “How hard?”
“Hard enough to be convincing,” Josh said.
Franklin pulled back his arm and punched Josh in the face causing him to stumble back a little. Rubbing his jaw, Josh smiled, “Not bad. Here let me show you how to do it.”
“Wait, wait, wait,” Franklin said frantically. Too late. Josh was already in motion. Franklin barely had time to prepare himself before Josh’s fist slammed into Franklin’s face knocking him on his butt. “****, are you trying to kill me?!”
“Pfft, sorry. Just showing you how it’s done,” Josh laughed, holding out his hand. “Come on; we got some work to do. Jaz, you in?”
“Sure, I’ll watch,” Jasper shrugged.
Franklin took Josh’s hand and stood up. “I hate both of you.”
“Don’t be like that. Trust me, that was nothing. We still have four hours,” Josh said, putting up his fists. “Round two.”
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