The entire training hall murmured with secrecy, suffocating hum as small groups formed and clung together.
Eyes darted, and every whisper carried the same desperate intent, finding a way out, any way out, before death decided for them.
"I... I really don't know who these people were. I-I am scared... Please, I have a family. They're waiting for me."
"Do you think I don't have one? You think you're special? Fuck!"
"What should we do? Standing here won't save us."
"H-Hey, I have an idea... how about attacking them? We are around fifty... if we rush together, we might have a chance—"
"Bro, did you see that freaking snake? Did you actually see it?"
"..."
"Then what the hell should we do?"
"We don't know who that person 'Penelope' is, and we certainly don't know who those five people were."
"Shit! Shit! We are going to die! This is it!"
Meanwhile, a group of four stood slightly apart, their silence sharper than the panic around them.
