The Risk

15 year old Cassie Acquah doesn't realize what "risk" is until she gets herself stuck... The thing is, a board game isn't really the same as real life, so how will she survive when she gets thrown head-first into one. Well, I suppose she COULD fall in love with the troop leader, become a soldier and explore the world on horseback, but how will she ever get out?

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41. Forced

Throughout the day, I was dragged through the undergrowth, my back bent by the slup of heavy bags. "Finniiiickk!" I whined uselessly, causing the hooded figure to chuckle darkly.

"Make sure you don't tire yourself out, sweetie," they replied, tugging firmly on the ropes by which I was bound, "We have to go all the way up there!" He pointed to one of the tallest peaks on what I had now figured out what an island. One of many, actually, and judging by the astrological alignment wee were somewhere off the coast of the far-western Britain.

"I'm hungry..." I moaned groggily, attempting to drag my heels into the ground and slow us down, but only succceeding in digging myslef into a bog of mud, being dragged froward harshly. I dropped one of the bags on the floor deliberatley, watching onchalantly as it fell to the floor and made an obvious 'CLANK'. "Whoops..." I muttered, smirking, and the man whipped round, picking up the bag and piling it onto my shoulder once more.

I dropped ythe bag again, this time as his eyes bored into me.

"Uh-oh!" I exclaimed , laughing at the fact that I had finally found something to wind him up.

He exhaled heavily, "Darling, I think you should refrain from such clumsiness."

I raised an eyerown sceptically. "Oh really? Why is that? I'm only waiting for Finnick to come rescue me." I replied casually, falling back onto the pile of bags and closing my eyes.

The man laughed, emitting a cold, harsh sound as he spoke, "Get up, or you will never see that precious boy of yours again."

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