CHAPTER 147 - FANGRYMES

-CLEO'S POV- Run! Cleo, run! Fangrymes Survivor had begun. The gates closed. I sprinted down the dark passageway of the tunnel. Staying ahead of my rivals was vital since I was the number one target. There was a tangible black veil of gloom. A reminder of our date with death. The horrifying sound of ripping flesh resounded through the underground corridor. One, two, three, four different utter shrills and pained howls announced their departure from the land of the living. Speed, strategy, and perseverance. Footsteps were a mere mile away. Their thirst and tenacity for blood clung to the air that surrounded us, coupled with the chilling wails of despair. Musty air, grey brick walls, and dusty rock flooring sharply cut my bare feet. I tried to shift but could not. Wolfsbane mist must have been pumped into the PVC pipes in order for it to percolate into the tunnel from the utilidor to affect us. Luckily, I had a disadvantage over the Omegas. After being marked by the Royal Gamma,