RYDER

The time has come for the challenge.

I'm released and forced to stand by the men who came to fetch me. It feels like I've gone ages without walking so my body is still getting used to it. My knees falter with every step, but I force myself to keep going and not stop once.

We head all the way to the exit. I should be more nervous, but I feel calmer than ever. I've accepted my fate, but what fate is it? Will I die today? Will I win this fight?

I realize as I step outside that I have no ...