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?


36. Who?

I started shivering and it felt like the room had been deserted. A cold breeze blew into the alcove, so that I had to clutch my blanket next to my body.

"Come with me, Princess, and there will be no hassle..."

Someone grabbed me from behind, and their deep, raspy voice bore into me like an icicle, and it was just as cold. I screamed, but no-one heard me, and I looked around frantically, but all their beds were empty, dozens of blankets scattered along the floor as if they'd left in a hurry- or been forced to leave.

I cried out, shouting for anyone, everyone, to hear my pleas...

I didn't care any more.

"Get off!" I hollered at the men "Get off me!"

They just guffawed, and carried on walking, so I started thrashing around in their arms, still yelling for them to release me. I heard one of them mutter something from under a visor, daubed with black.

The man who had taken hold of me replied "Sure, go get it..."

My attention was immediately averted; "Get what?" I whispered hoarsley, knwing in my gut that whatever it was, it was because they'd be trying to hurt me.

Sure enough, the man returned with a large slab of metal grasped in his hands, and I could catch a wry smile concealed under his helmet.

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