The Trials

When an insane Prime Minister reads The Hunger Games and Harry Potter, he gets inspiration from them and creates the Trials for every Year 11 student to face. Every year, one is held in every school. 240 go in, and 1 comes out.
200 years later, Tamara Hensworth has a good life. She has good grades, good friends, and her heart set on a cute boy. But as the year begins, her life falls into ruin. The Trials bring destruction, despair, and most importantly, death, meaning Tamara is most likely going to end up dead, along with her friends and her boyfriend.
Tamara needs to fight for survival, but it's hard against people she's known her whole life. But what can she do? Die saving someone else's life or live and be responsible for many other's deaths?
This Movella was shortlisted for Movella of the year 2012 :) thanks to everyone who nominated me or voted for me!
Cover by Zoe Nightshade from World of Covers :)

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9. Nightmare

“If only I got a chance to know you.” It whispers to me.

 

I stand alone ALONE in the hall, blood on the floor. I stand alone in the hall. Blood on the floor, touching my feet. It touches my feet. I’m alone. The blood from nowhere. Not from me, it’s not mine. It’s not mine to own. Never mine... mine never...

“I did this.” I say. A sword in my hand. A sword coated in blood. “I’m sorry sorry sorry sorry...” The voices of the blood blood waver in the air. It’s tOo late. I killed them all. It’s too late... And now I’ve won. I’ve won my freedom. dom.

But I still stand. Alone.

Alone.

Alone alone alone alone...

For I will always be alone.

“For I am truly the winner.” I say. “For I am better than them all.”

There is a head on the floor. I turn and look at it turning turning... My eyes set alIGHt. Someone is still there. still there. I can’t be the best if someone is still brEAthing.

I run to the head, its mouth frozen in terror, and plunge my sword into it. And again. It must not be there anymore. I must be the one and only. And on the thirty-first thirty-first stab it disappears and only its blOod is left. Only RowanaIre Lloyd’s blood is left right left.

And behind me another head. A head that is silently screaming. Gnimaercs yltnelis si that daeh a... It can’t be left to breathe another second. It only takes twenty seven chops to make Danielle Dovecote’s head disappear.

And even more appear as I keep turning turning. One by one I take a swipe at the blank faces staring at me. One swoop; and it is gone. One swoop; and Lana Berg is gone.

One slice; and Phoebe Duncan is gone.

Gone forever...

GoNE FOREver...

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“I knew I’d see you Elizabeth Cotton.”

“I’m sorry, I’m not called Elizabeth. I don’t know any Elizabeth Cotton.”

“You are Elizabeth Cotton, silly!”

“Are you looking for Elizabeth Wright? She’s in room F2.”

“No, I’m talking to you Elizabeth! Stop playing around.”

“My name is Tamara Hensworth.”

“Oh Elizabeth, you make me laugh! I never knew you liked the name Tamara. Interesting.”
“But I’m not Elizabeth. You must be mistaken.”

“I know you’re joking, stop with the pretending!”

“But I’m not pretending!”

“Of course you are!”

“No, I’m not! My name is Tamara Hensworth. Elizabeth is my middle name.”

“Are you dreaming about your daughter again?”

“What? No, I’m not who you think I am.”

“Naw, Elizabeth! You and Stuart would make an excellent couple.”

“Who’s Stuart?”

“Your crush? Stuart Hensworth?”

“I’ve never met a Stuart Hensworth.”

“Stop it; you’re freaking me out now Elizabeth!”

“I am not Elizabeth.”

“Elizabeth, please...”

“I am not Elizabeth!”

“Stop! Elizabeth, stop!”

“I AM NOT ELIZABETH.”

“ELIZABETH NO!”

“I AM NOT ELIZABETH!”

 

Room F5 is gathered in their dorm. They talk casually about boys and ... and ... while they go about their daily business.

“I like swords.” Lydia Fowler suddenly announces randomly, in the middle of conversation.

“Me too.” Adrianna Green stops brushing her ... coloured hair and sits down on the bed, staring blankly. The rest of the room stares at them quietly. Lydia and Adrianna both flush pale and ... starts to back away. They look as if they have been possessed. And Naomi Moss clicks her head and stops backing away. She turns towards ... with blank eyes and skin.

“I like knives.” She fumbles with her fingers and begins to mutter to herself quietly. Josephine screams and ... over to the door. But as she reaches it and desperately ... to turn the lock she falls to the floor. Her skin turns from pale to white. Avery and Penny clutch hands as Lydia suddenly loses her balance and she falls too. Naomi suddenly freezes and ... collapses too. They all turn white. Avery cries. Penny looks like a rabbit in headlights. Adrianna talks like a maniac.

“We will all suffer... we will all die... haha... haha ha ha ha...”

The lifeless bodies of Josephine, Naomi ... Lydia turn red and begin to leak brown liquid ... the metallic floor. And as Avery and Penny cower in fear, Adrianna’s head turns around 180 degrees.

“It’s tiIme for nightmares girlies... goodnight...”

Penny collapses without ... warning.  In her back are 5 knives, which could not have come from anywhere. They ... from nowhere. Avery looks up in complete fear at her crazy friend. Adrianna raises her sword and ... Avery in half. Avery lets out one last exasperated breath.

Adrianna laughs.

Adrianna laughs.

Adrianna collapses.

 

“If only I got a chance to know you.” It whispers to me.

 

TAMARA GET UP TAMARA GET UP TAMARA GET UP TAMARA GET UP TAMARA GET UP TAMARA GET UP TAMARA GET UP TAMARA

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