GAMERLUNA2003

| Jerome | I woke up in the morning, from a dream I'd never forget. "Does he really feel that way?" I asked myself as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. As if it could speak to me and solve all my problems. I changed into my business suit, wore my tie, and brushed my hair. It didn't really matter how fancy I looked; I was going to be soaked in blood from the slaughter that was imminent. I left my room and made my way down the hallway to Mitch's room and knocked on the door. "Biggums, wanna play the Hunger Games with me?" I asked. "Wait a sec!" He called from the other side of the door. I heard several metal objects fall and clang o