Part VI: Respite

Chaos has been reaped. Tributes have been killed. And now, with only one third remaining, it seems there might finally be a calm to the storm.

As one, after the final cannon signifies there’s merely eight living souls left in the arena, the Experiments pause. Perhaps there’s some inner instinct, or perhaps what little control remaining over their programming has finally taken hold. Whatever the case, the effect is instantaneous - without so much as a second thought, each of the three cease their conflicts, their prowls, and disappear into the rapidly encroaching night.

For some reason, this time, you think it might just be the end.