tainted {Chester day 6}

C H E S T E R .

A once beautiful shirt became saturated with sweat and blood. It would've been one thing if the blood belonged completely to him, but it didn't. Death tainted him, turning him away from the rest of the world. Dirt caked against his skin, and the side of his face - he yearned for a shower, a chance to clean up, but the games didn't offer that. It was a risk, but he needed a break, a chance to sit down away from the rest of the world despite feeling terrified and scared. Teddy had done so much, and now was the time to leave him. It was time to move away because only one would live.

But now wasn't the time.

Chester ventured away from the waterfall, but the roaring sound was there. Water clashing against whatever was at the bottom made it sound terrifying.

It was strange, the smoke from the volcano made it hard to see, his eyes burned, his lungs burned, but maybe he had a chance to relax. A chance to clean up. And a chance to drink some water.