There was an eerie sound of water splashing as people moved around, one that kept you on your feet for hours on end. It echoed through the halls, making anyone it came across shiver. 'What if I was the first.' that was the question everyone thought of, not only because it would mean their elimination but because it would hurt their pride.
Walking through the hallways, it was only a matter of time until you met another team. What matters is what you do when this does happen. The worst thing you can do is cower at the thought of a fight, hoping to talk your way out, only to fail. A battle is bound to happen, as winning is essentially almost winning.
