Having clothes on made the boys gasp and stare at us as we entered. It made sense. They were still in their raggedy underwear. The majority of the boys were either still eating, talking or staring into space as they took in the new environment. We went to the gaudy door and scanned our hands. We were allowed in, and we went up the stairs to the upper balcony. There were tables where we could get milk and oatmeal. There was a glass partition at the corners. The one we were at was for 1 kill. The next one had booths and you could have fruit juice and a choice of pancakes, waffles and French toast with bacon, eggs and sausage on the side. That was for 5 kills. It was good for us. We had 6. It was obvious that we were going to go there. Once we got to the handprint scanner, we saw the guys here that had their own kills. The six looked at us with surprised looks on their faces. "Where did you get that!?" Freddy asked. I told them all about the closets. "Good. We can raid it and give it to the rest of the group." Freddy said. "Can you do that?" the 13-year-old asked him. He just smiled.
It was concerning when he pointed at me. "This guy said it already. 'If you want all the good shit, you have to kill for it. Or beg and scrape for the ones that have to give you their scraps.' Isn't that right?" I just looked at him and put my hand on the scanner. There was another click and they all frowned. All my crew did the same. We sat at the booth on the other end of the glass partition. I had the waffles and beef sausages. Everyone else ordered their own things. By the time we were finished, the others in the 1 kill area had left. No doubt to get clothes. When we got down to the main floor, there were people ready to ambush us. It was a group of twelve boys. That meant two whole parties teamed up to kill it. It made sense as we were in the lead. We were caught in the doorway, but we could retreat. They could not step forward. I threw fireballs from the steps and Tobey ran back to get knives from the tables. He said he worked at full power when he had them. He threw the knives and teleported to catch them. It was hard to defend against. A knife could fly past only for him to stab you with it.
That being the case, he was able to duck and weave through them and fight at close quarters. The rest of us were at range. Felix did not fight anyone. He was too young and all he had was his wings. He just stayed in the back while we did the fighting. Eventually, we killed them all. We had the better health from the nice buffs all the food gave us. I checked my kill count, and it was 18. That was good enough for the deluxe suite. It was also enough death to open up the communal sleeping area and the yard. It was there in the communal sleeping area that everyone got a tan jumpsuit to wear if they wanted. There were enough beds for everyone, but they had very little space between them. You would be packed in like sardines unless more space was opened up. That was not something I had to deal with. The yard was a large open concept space with a track and a soccer field. There were balls all over the place in hampers. It looked fun. Since two new places opened up at once, boys were drifting between them. There would be time to play with them later. There was better stuff to do.
