Fifteen Journey - Chapter 6

“Rick Flaim”
“Where is your ID card?”
“Right here” Rick said pulling to the officer the identification and sword of his village.
“Ok, you can proceed now. Room 7”
Rick headed straight to room 7. His own number. There, he found a mask that we had to wear that night during the presentation. He still checked the room due to his curiosity.
He fell into a chair. He was too tired. When the sleep had almost won, Rick heard a knock on the door.
“Mr. Flaim, you’ll be called in about 10 minutes to the presentation.” A security officer declared “Need anything?”
Rick denied. Ten minutes. He was really nervous. After the moment which he would arrive at the stage, his life would certainly change. Maybe he could still get back…
“What am I thinking? I can’t give up now!”
If he could, he would be at home, doing the family’s shores. He remembered the day that put him in Tourch. It was his friends fault… if he hadn’t got drunk…
“Mr. Flaim, you now have 5 minutes to get on stage.”
Rick got up and got out of his cabin. He was shaking, not from cold, but from fear. Opening the cabin’s door, Rick saw someone passing by him. It was a girl.
“Hey, are you a candidate?” Rick asked.
She looked at him through her mask and continued her path.
This female had a very chilled attitude. Her hair was divided in two and her nose was small and heightened. She was dressed in a sportsmanlike.
Rick followed her. They eventually got in a room where another female was sat in the dark corner of the room. Her face could not be seen.
Rick waited a bit. After some seconds, the speaking tube voice was raised up again.
“Candidate number Five: Annya Kynia.”
The girl sat in the corner got up. Rick finally got to see her face.
She was surrounded by dark. Dark hair, dark eyes, dark heart. Her clothes escaped the rules, but that could not take the fear Rick felt for her. She headed straight to the stairs that headed to the stage without looking at the two occupants of the room.
Rick looked at the sportive one. She was shaking with fear.
“You’re alright?”
“Of course I’m alright! I do not need your compassion!” she replied.
Rick didn’t insist more. He just got back to his thoughts again. But he couldn’t think more. He was interrupted by the common host of Tourch.
“Candidate number Six: Kathelin Sumora.”
The sportive woke up. She let her fear get out of her body and entered the stage.
Now Rick was alone. But not any more.
“Is this where were supposed to wait?” a masked face appeared in front of Rick.
This girl was attractive. Men, he was the hottest girl he had ever seen! No more words to describe her are needed.
“Yeah, come on in.”
“Hey, I’m Sheila. What’s your name?”
“Rick. Pleased to meet you.”
“Me too!”
They talked about everything and a lot more. She was nice, attractive, what more does a boy needs?
All that paradise was interrupted by the speaking tube.
“Candidate Seven: Rick Flaim.”
“Ok, got to go now…”
“Good luck!” she said.
His thoughts about this new relationship did not last too much. He was dazzled by a glowing light.

Next Chapter: Rick is officially a Tourch player. But there’s a lot more to know about other characters…

Author’s Note:
This was the beginning of the introduction of the characters…Hope you like it! But there are still 10 more characters to know. Oh well, There’ll be soon a surprise for you people! Hihihi…