Halfway Home

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((Alessio Rigano continued from Overkill))

While he slowly walked the slopes he felt tired. He considered doing something with this environment. Put something here. Build a trap. But he had no clue how. Also, he would not risk exploring the slopes more. No, he can't. If he falls, no. No, his arm is in danger. He should stay safe on the ground. Not going off path that much.

He wandered a tiny bit more through the slopes to sit down on a rock to think. He needed a new plan.

He stared at the ground, the grass and wondered what all the other people here left alive were doing. They probably had a plan. They might have a clue what to do. Al, Al was just alone, doing his own thing. What was Vanessa currently doing? She could be dead. What was Serena doing? She could be dead. Alessio couldn't know. If he had only a second person to talk to. If he had just peacefully talked with Johnny or Hannah instead of trying to kill them. He needed information, he was in the dark.

He had no clue.

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Even after sitting there for a couple of moments and thinking about all the things he could do, he still had no clue. He had chosen his path, that was his option. And all the people who are in the announcements have chosen the same path. Now, what are the people doing who are not in the announcements? Hiding. Scheming. Alessio had no clue.

So he stood up and silently, slowly moved on.

((Alessio Rigano continued in We Wish to Inform You That Tomorrow We Will Be Killed with Our Classmates))