Oh great, here came the barrage of questions, and Rachel had never been comfortable answering questions to this extreme. She stared down at her notebook, and thought about the entire thing. "What if this whole thing isn't really a game, but some form of Purgatory?"
She thought about that. Rachel knew that she had died in her world, but who else had died in their home world?
"Two trials in the span of one year; but I learned that more often than not, we are affected by...who knows what. There are days where we act strange against our will."
Rachel picked up the pen, and tapped it against the notebook.
"There has to be a reason why both teams are allowed to interact with each other."
Then, Rachel had to admit something. Even though she preferred to be alone; she knew that she had become her most powerful when she had to work with someone. "If a team wants to ensure victory they have to pool their resources together, and work as a team. It doesn't mean the teammates have to like each other."