The Survivor Wants to Die at the End (Death-Cast #2)

by Adam Silvera

“Holy shit!” Orion shouts over his own clapping. “Guys, that was fucking amazing—excuse my language—no, fuck that, I said what I said!”

Paz, keep living. Here’s hoping Hollywood calls instead of Death-Cast.

relieved Rio is no longer calling him Buck-Fuck.

As we parted ways, I received a call from my mother that she and my father were heading into the office because one of the newer heralds, Victor Gallaher, had run down a Decker, Rufus Emeterio (the very same from the Time magazine profile on Last Friends).

I received a call from my mother that she and my father were heading into the office because one of the newer heralds, Victor Gallaher, had run down a Decker, Rufus Emeterio

Death-Cast didn’t call because I’m not dying today, and according to the news, Alano Rosa isn’t either. Sucks to be us.

Then I turn around to find that Paz has his own plan to save us: he’s pulled out his gun.