ZANAYA "You guys should win this battle," Mrs. Roque reminded us as we fixed ourselves inside the van that would take us to the train station.My companions and I looked at each other. The responsibility rested upon us today. The fate of Zyfford Academy and the reputation of the Zyfford family were in the hands of the four of us."We will. And we will also bring home the stones," Dave said emphatically.I am more determined to fight now. When I was just an ordinary girl living in a not so beautiful world full of greedy people, I didn't care about fighting for something because I could have everything I wanted except for one thing of course and that was, my freedom. But after how many months of staying here, I realized that there were more things worth fighting for--justice, fairness, love, friendship, and freedom. These were the things that would keep your hope alive and worth fighting for. No matter how hard the situation w

DAVE I found myself staring at the wall covered by vines. The glass cell brought me here and I am actually wondering why I couldn't even have a glimpse of my companions. Were they even here or am I alone in this puzzle-like structure? Instead of spending my time thinking of how I was brought here, I began my search for the exit. I believed the only way for me to win in this level was to escape from this maze. However, this was a group activity so I needed to look for those three. There must be some clues left here in order for us to leave this place and I needed to look for those while looking for my companions. Hitting two birds with one stone was the best way right now to accomplish things easily at the given time. I looked at my wrist watch. We still have three hours and fifty-four minutes before the end of the level. The clues might have been kept in the cell! Why didn't I think

DAVE "With clothes of greenAnd bark of a dog,Search me for the goods,I sleep like a log." "So this is what you're currently answering?" Arya asked as her eyes squinted at the paper where the riddle was printed. Reign explained to them everything we were doing and what had happened to us a while ago. "I guess we're too slow," Chris commented with a sigh. He leaned on the wall and his eyes glazed over us. “That’s why we need to hurry, or else we won’t make it to the next level,” I told them, grabbing their attention. We couldn't risk getting left behind again. If Lopez and I were not able to pin down our opponent a while ago, there's a high chance that we would not be able to make it to the next level. "The riddle is easy. What is one thing that can be connected to the descriptions on the paper?"

ARYA "Your dad is right. Arya should learn from her mistakes."I dropped the cutlery and stood up. I could no longer bring myself to listen at them. I was about to walk away when mom called my name."Arya, where do you think you're going?""Ventilate.""Don't turn your back at us when we're still talking to you!" my father said, his voice was booming in the room.I clenched my hands as I tried to calm my nerves before turning to them."Why can't you accept that I'm like this. My sister and I are different!""Don't raise your voice at your father.""I'm tired of you comparing me to my sister. I will succeed too in my own way," I added and all of a sudden, my outburst of emotion was making my chest feel lighter. It was as if I just let out a heavy object from my rib cage.I didn't realize that my tears were now flowing on my cheeks. Why am I in tears? This was not even true."Av

CHRIS The four of us continued to listen to the audio recording. "Have you talked to Billy?" we heard someone asked from the recording. "Who?" “Billy Cortes. He’s this homeless drunk who’s been squatting in the old mansion for years. I kicked him out and locked up the place, but he always finds some way in. The girl must have surprised old Billy.” “When did you last see Mr. Cortes?” a voice asked. “I caught him in the house this afternoon. He was all strung out and desperate for a drink. He’s got a crazy, violent streak, especially when he needs booze.” Detective Dos returned the phone in his pocket after we heard the recordings. "We discovered the middle-aged alcoholic passed out in the park. He said he couldn't do that because he never returned h