#Chapter 295 – Clean Up

“Um,” I say, looking up at him and tucking a strand of my hair back behind my ears. “I think so? I think I killed them…all…” “He did,” Heggardy says, bitter, and Jackson snaps his head to him. “That was the end of my team. How the fuck did he do that?” “Do what?” Jackson asks. “How did he hide like that – we searched this entire plateau for him,” Heggardy says, spreading out a hand to encompass the entire place. “We even got his binoculars and his map – but he was…nowhere. Did you like, hang off the side of the cliff or something, kid?” I pause for a second, not knowing what to say, or even how explain where I really went. But this means… God, I didn’t imagine it, did I? Somehow…somehow I really did go somewhere else. “Um,” I say, a little awkward, edging closer to Jacks. “I’m just…small. I…can hide.” “I guess so,” Heggardy says, heaving a sigh and heading for the path. “Come on, this was the end of my team – the Games are over, I guess. Unless Wright has anyone left