On Mondays we run. If we’re caught…we’re bought.
 
I must win on Monday.
This Game is what I’ve sprinted, sparred, and sweated for.
Not just because everyone calls me Sigma’s Savior.
Not only for the Lunar Chalice.
No.
 
On Monday I must escape the hunter at the Massacre.
Because if I don’t…
 
I’m his.
 
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