so who will

die today?

will it be the

boy with blue

hair who is

abused by his

transphobic mother?

or maybe

the girl with

fire in her eyes

who just can’t seem

to be enough?

or maybe it’s

the person on

the hospital bed

with a shaven head and

shadows under their

eyes?

or maybe it’s the

person that you

accidentally bumped

on the street, who

smiled and said

“it’s okay” and

continued with their life?

s...

“So, who’s going to die today?”

His voice is as cold as the room that we occupy. A chill runs up my spine, yet I can tell if it’s this underground prison we sit in, or if it’s the haunting tone in his voice that causes it.

Silence is all that fills the room, aside from the _very_ lucky many of us who unexpectedly woke up in this miserable place a week ago. And his obnoxious tapping foot which ...

“So, who’s going to die today?” Evril sighs out. The door to the observation room swings shut behind her with a metallic clang. The locks click back into place a moment later. She pulls out a chair and takes a seat next to Aaron.

He glances at her briefly before turning his attention back to the monitors. “That is so not funny.”

She shrugs and scoops a large spoonful of cereal into her mouth.

...

So who is going to die today?

Everyone dies

Its just a matter of time

Though still as Tragic as ever

Some die at the hand of others

A freak accident

Or too their own accord

No one should die

But immortals

Would ruin the world

Who is going to die today?

Someone important

Someone loved

Someone who cares about us all

Nothimg stops

The hands of death

From pulling us into abyss

Its just a matter of ...

“So, who’s going to die today?”

The deep, loud voice of Director Goldstone rings through the murky gymnasium.

I clench my fists, trying my best to remain standing still. I’ve survived for a year now, leaving the whole squad to know me as the longest one standing. Everyday I wake up, not with the fear of being chosen, but the need to.

I’d rather be rid of the constant fear of being chosen. I’d...

"So, who's going to die today?" Kane asked

As the cult laid silent in the night

Nobody dared say a word

"Well, whoever says-"

"I volunteer as tribute!" Skali yelled

"You really want to die?" asked Kane

"What is there to live for anymore?" Skali asked...

"So... who's dying today?" Renata swiveled in the old leather desk chair she stole from the 3rd floor.

"No list yet. Is Frank still off?" Henry looked over at his co-worker and wondered how much longer he'd have to look at her spiked hair and tired black nail polish.

"I think so. I guess we make our own list." She started to access the round filing cabinet labeled North America.

"Oh c'mon. Not th...

So, who’s going to die today?

Shall it be the fools that listen?

The fools that speak?

The king that watches silently?

The crowds that sing?

Shall it be you?

Your heart?

Your lavender garden?

Shall it be me?

Shall it-...

**_THOMAS_**

“So, who’s gonna die today?”

I watch patiently behind the woman as she stalks back and forth in front of five tied and gagged hostages. Her heels _click! click! click!_ on the concrete floor of the warehouse. Jack only gave me a post-it note with an address of it; the door to the warehouse was unlocked anyway.

Jack had sent me here for backup if the investigators found something.

...

“So, who’s going to die today?” the gaunt, coarse man asked with a grin. “Don’t everybody jump up at once!” he shouts as he slams his hammer into the iron bars. We all jump at the sound and some whimper in fear. This man glares at all of us, and his eyes meet mine. The grin spreads further, “Youuu” he says slowly, pointing his long, crooked finger in my direction as he unlocks the cell. He steps t...