Struggling to catch a breath he couldn't believe he actually killed her. It wasn't the hardest thing he experienced through this hell.

But he continued to walk forward, "How can I leave here…with everything I've seen and everything I've done just to stay alive."

Thinking back to when he first woke up, he couldn't believe how much he changed in a matter of hours. It wasn't his goal to kill and watch people die in life. He was placed into a game of which he couldn't control.

But he lost a lot of people, and he wouldn't be able to turn of the pain of losing them. Sara and Jasmine meant the world to him, they were the only two people who understood him as a person, and didn't judge him for who he is.

Jaya and Hollie were two girls that were opposite form each other, and meant something completely different in Stephan's head. Jaya was a friend, who had certain things in common with. Hollie was more of a motivational person to him, one that challenged himself.

Will was an extraordinary man who made Stephan feels complete and safe with his voice and manly features. Will was someone who would always be held to his heart. Victor was another man who had a spot in Stephan's heart, he would never leave it, but his feelings grew for him even more through the past hours; when he died, it only made it harder for Stephan to cope with.

Buddy was a questionable character at first, but when Stephan saw and heart his dying words; his heart ached for a man he'd never have to hold and be with.

Luis was the innocent one through this whole thing, and it was harder for Stephan knowing that Luis had been here since the whole thing began, and ended up dying in Stephan's name because of Buddy.

Dylan, a man who was the most random guy Stephan knew, died in scorn of Emily. It was hurtful to hear he was dead, but all that rang in Stephan's ear was when John told him, "There will only be one in the end." And not knowing what exactly he meant, he now understood.

Then to hear of Pat, who was a loving woman who knew the difference of right and wrong in the back of her head. She was an iconic woman, and knowing that she died, he was hurt; but he strangest part is he never found out she died. It was a gut feeling, he hoped it wasn't true. But he knew out of everyone, he was the only one alive.

The more he walked, the more it ate him alive; people were dead because of him, and because of Emily. He couldn't think straight, so to speak, and wanted to get out of there.

Not trying to think about what has happened, he thought of the future instead, "I'm alive…" He then smiled and he continued walking.

Entering a long dark room, at the end sat a man sitting in front of screens. He walked into the room and headed onwards.

But when a static filled the room, fear reached his eyes once more.

"It is unbelievable how little you have learned in these past hours Stephan, tasks with me have a deeper meaning in life and are set to challenge the human possibilities. Remember this Stephan; your task for me will never be through. You are now the last person who will carry my work on and challenge others. But how can I trust someone who does not understand the art. You're last task was not a mere elimination of Emily, but an act of forgiveness. You have failed, as Emily did exactly the opposite."

His jaw dropped, "He didn't…"

"Emily is now being rushed to a hospital as we speak, she has grown and emerged into a beautiful understudy and I am grateful to have on my side; where as you are now in a new game, new rules and new victims; the game will never be over Stephan. It's time to play game."

The static faded out, Stephan dropped to his knees as tears fell from his eyes. Suddenly a bright light was exposed to the room and Stephan shields his eyes.

"Let the games begin…"

Stephan felt the urge to collapse and die right there, than to have to fight another battle. But he brought himself to stand and walk through the door. Not knowing what to expect, he closed his eyes.

But as he felt the cold air rush against his face, he saw that he was in an open parking lot. The air was crisp and the sky was dark, but in front of him was a car that had a paper tapped on the windshield, "Stephan" written across it.

He hesitated with the thought of getting in that car, but wanting to survive he got into the car and as he closed the car and started it up, a familiar voice consumed the silence.

"Hello Stephan, I can tell you're confused right now. Know this, no more being imprisoned within the walls of that place, now I give you a new game. Games where I put the people in your hands challenge them and help them grow as people. Follow the GPS and read through the manila folder with the information you need…Stephan this game is unlike any other, I believe you can pull this off but remember I'm watching you at all time; one wrong move and it'll be your death sentence."

Stephan drove out of the parking lot, following the GPS, he sighed hard with tears in his eyes.

"I wanna play a game, and this time it calls for no mistakes; for one mistake can be fatal for hundreds of people, be careful of your surroundings, who you talk to, and what you do. Nothing you do is safe anymore. Let the games begin…"

Driving onwards he couldn't tell if this was going to be a death sentence for himself, or if he felt like he actually had the power to go through with this whole situation. After getting out of one death sentence, he's been assigned to another.

As he drove down the street, he noticed the stares he was getting and it made him nervous. The tension through his body rose as a police car passed him, his teeth clenched, he tried to slide down. He now knew it was going to be a hard task.

He had no idea of who was watching him, what he was to do or not do, and what it would affect if he made one small mistake.

He looked through the folder and saw the top paper, he sighed hard and drove on. "Let the games begin."