Chapter 162 *

Vesper’s POV

People started moving toward the trucks. Slow. Dragging their feet.

I climbed into the second truck. Found a seat near the window.

Other candidates filled in around me. Most were quiet. Some tried to make conversation.

"Anyone know what the format is today?" someone asked.

"Probably one-on-one matches," another person said. "That's how the Hollow usually works."

"How do you know?"