“Why me?” Jenna moaned.
Contempt flashed in Jaime’s eyes. “That blood still caked underneath your nails should answer that.”
“But…but…that was self-defense!”
Jaime laughed, cold and bitter as the snowy-world outside. “Yeah. I ‘defended’ myself three times now. So much so the memory wipes don’t take anymore.” Her lips curled in and she sneered. “Even if I win this one…and I will…they’ll never let me back into ‘polite’ society again.”
Jenna scooted away, and humor danced in Jaime’s eyes. “Don’t worry, fish. I can use you, for now.”
A voice boomed in the air: CONTESTANTS PREPARE FOR YOUR FIRST CHALLENGE
Chain Writing Game, created by Kerrie Salsac, brings various writers together to create a story in 100-word chunks. You get 3 turns, but must wait for 3 others to post theirs before you can go again. Click the link and move the story along, add your own twist, or decide the fate of the characters.