“We will choose twelve who will be moved to the surrounding islands.” He walked down the steps and handed a black box to a young girl in the audience. She drew a slip of paper and read it out. Jax closed his eyes, regretting every decision he made to ignore the Requirements. Name after name was read out, his heart beating faster with every word. Every person chosen walked up to the stage, a downcast expression on their faces. The girl drew out the last paper, reading the name for the world to hear. “Jaxon Arendox.” Sania Ranadive ’30 68
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