: You could run. You could run up the stairs, get to the top of the mountain, let your team die so that you
can survive. As one of those in betweeners, they who fight now. Do you
want that? Who knows, maybe you’ll get lucky, maybe one of them will
manage to get up the stairs, you can both go home. You just have to let
the rest die. Do you want that? Or, there’s one last thing you can do.
You can take advantage of this new position and turn the battle to your
favor. Do you want that? If you want to run, to be safe, go to the top and wait. If you want to
fight, here’s what you’re going to need to do. You have speed. Go as
fast as you can, faster than they can see. Don’t bother fighting Raven,
they aren’t human anymore, you don’t know how to kill them. The others,
though, are still human, if only barely. And a human can’t survive
without their head, now can they? You’re behind fire and train. Good
luck, Ms. Rose. Aim for their throats.
You let out a wince at the sudden pain going through your brain. Your head fills itself with visions of what you could do, if you got back, if you picked up the scythe you’d dropped flying, if you aimed at the heads. You think your body is shaking, but you don’t move yet.
You still have the choice.
 Get to the finish, if your partner is still alive you both get out right?
You turn your head toward the battle. The fight is still raging. But the rules seemed to have changed; instead of being a fight to stop your team to go forward, now it looks like a fight to stop the Betweeners to reach you.
You turn your head toward the top of the mountain. It’s close, closer than you’ve ever been before. This is probably a one-time opportunity.
You make your choice.
You really, really hope one reaching the top is enough to save the whole team.
- - -
It’s the first thing you register once you stop running. You’re panting, shaking, but there’s no time to lose; each second lost could also be a life lost.
In front of you, sit against a large rock, there is a girl.
She looks peaceful, almost sleeping; she has red, curly hair, a freckled skin, a pink bow in one hand…
Except she isn’t a girl.
Her left side, showing metal under scattered skin and destroyed wires, proves you so.
Slowly, the girls open her eyes, light flickering weakly in them- and raises an arm. Or tries to, anyway. Something seems to go wrong, judging by the sudden electricity coming out of the broken wires. After a couple more attempts, she gives up and raises her other arm with jerky, unsure movements. For a second, you think she’s trying to attack, but.. It’s obvious that her intentions aren’t aggressive.
Actually, it almost looks like she wants to shake hands.
 Shake hands?