A letter's promise

Tick.. tick… tick. Silently cursing whoever decided to give her a clock that ticked when it was quiet, Becca sighed as she sat up. What was supposed to be a peaceful night’s sleep was now her overthinking non-stop. Reaching over to turn on the light in her room, her hand brushed against the letter that had been left in her room not too long ago.

Grabbing the letter carefully so she didn’t tear it, she re-read the letter like she had after every match ever since she had gotten it. Whoever sent it offered to help Becca with her sacrifice reputation, all she had to do was meet with the manor’s psychologist late at night.

At first, every part of Becca rejected the letter mentally, considering she couldn’t remember one good experience with said psychologist, especially with what she’s heard from Emil, her first patient. But the more matches Becca was in, the more she was left for dead, and bullied by the survivors, the more she considered it.

The letter didn’t exactly detail how the psychologist would help Becca with her reputation but the letter promised to get rid of it. To give Becca a use in matches that didn’t involve her death, to give her the chance to possibly make everyone happy for once, which is what all she ever wanted.

She was always indecisive before, but not anymore. The survivor was done being a sacrifice.

Making up her mind, Becca left her room and kept quiet as she walked to a room a little bit away from hers. Stopping in front of the door, she took a deep breathing before knocking. Once, no answer. Twice, the door opened to reveal the one person she was hoping was there.

The person behind the door stepped aside and Becca walked in, merely waving to the other patient in the room before sitting down on the bed. Whatever nerves Becca had before came back tenfold for only a moment before the psychologist pulled a pocket watch from seemingly out of nowhere.

“Now..” Said psychologist paused, holding the watch in Becca’s eyesight. “Let’s make you more useful shall we?”