Lazarus
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He had barely slept that night. His mind was swarmed with returning memories, and everything that had transpired that day. He made his way downstairs. perhaps some food in his belly would make him feel better. He slumped down next to Sasha, who looked like she had lost her appetite too. He tried to eat something, even if it was for the sake of keeping his strength for the games tomorrow. "I did a lot of thinking." He spoke much more calmly than last night. "I have the feeling that we were too late to realize anything." He sighed, resting his head in his hand. "I was a loner back then. But what if he has others? followers even? Going after him will be meaningless if he has shared that information with anyone else." He kept his voice hushed.