Perfect Day [Ike Day 4]

His heart is still beating at a mile a minute.

His lips still taste of something fully Jacob Fel, where he floats on a cloud of his own making. Fingers gently touching his own lips as if he were questioning if it were real. Eyes focused on the air lock he had came through the first day of the games, carrying Hanaa, who seemed to be dead now based on the messages coming through his watch. A frown forming on his face as he can remember her surprise of him scooping her up and running for it. All he can give her is a broken heart image as he continues on his path through this place.

The cornucopia is oddly cleaner than it had been, the day he had been here. Though, it was filled with blood and vomit, so he might have been happier that it was cleaner than before. Silently, he hops from platform to platform, making his ways across the place to where the cornucopia was. Emily in his bag feels heavier and lighter than before. Holding her tight, he continues on his path speaking to her.

"I saved a girl here once, Em. It was kind of an adrenaline rush situation. I saw her struggling to get out of her and I just picked her up and jumped."

Silence.

"She's dead now. If the messages on my watch are right."

Silence.

"I-I don't want to die, Em... I don't want Jacob to die, Em... I-I..."

Tears prickle at his eyes as he wipes a hand across them to wipe away whatever tears he could have as he focuses on Jacob's lips against his own. The tingly sensation back there as he jumps in the low gravity, making his way to the opposite side of the cornucopia, a way he's never been.

"I'm sorry for the tears, Em."

The airlock is open like the rest of them, making him smile as he swipes his watch and continues on this perfect day.