"I know..." the tension in Ellis' voice spoke more than the two words he let out. Nick almost died because of those damn sabertooth beasts, he's seen the massive mammoths. But above all, the crushing loneliness that came along with wandering in between people. El was used to having someone to bounce off with, a face to see. This, isolation, is what gave the young man so many nightmares that he was almost glad he was sent to the Arena first: he could see others fighting too.
He took his time picking up the knife before he asked, "Did anyone from your group get injured? I haven't seen many people in these caves...an' there are huge-ass cats that are raisin' hell." Now to the more pressing question, "I'm wanderin' because my fr-" use another word, El, "travelin' partner, he's out there an' got mauled."
A hauntingly similar situation arose from Philadelphia, where patients were not so much drunks but enraged and tearing each other apart. If there was a cruel mercy, is that kids never really made it far in the Green Flu; the last El read up on was a 98% kill rate on those younger than 15. To see children like Beth in the Arena disturbed the mechanic but they were a comfort.
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He took his time picking up the knife before he asked, "Did anyone from your group get injured? I haven't seen many people in these caves...an' there are huge-ass cats that are raisin' hell." Now to the more pressing question, "I'm wanderin' because my fr-" use another word, El, "travelin' partner, he's out there an' got mauled."
A hauntingly similar situation arose from Philadelphia, where patients were not so much drunks but enraged and tearing each other apart. If there was a cruel mercy, is that kids never really made it far in the Green Flu; the last El read up on was a 98% kill rate on those younger than 15. To see children like Beth in the Arena disturbed the mechanic but they were a comfort.