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The Empty Table

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The Empty Table

الفصل 37

Season 7 - Chapter 5: The Final Round - The Artists

30 Days Later. 11:11 PM. Salem, Oregon.

The room was huge and empty now.

2 tables facing each other.

The Authors - 7 chairs. Pen, Violin String, Cracked Lens on the table.

The Artists - 4 shadows. Sketchbooks. Charcoal. Paint-stained hands.

No one spoke.

The Hunger floated in the middle. Bigger now.

_"Final Round. The Artists vs The Authors.

Topic: Loss.

10 minutes.

Winner takes all tables.

Loser... is forgotten."_

The Artists started. No talking.

Charcoal on paper. Shhhhk. Shhhhk.

4 images appeared:

1. An empty crib

2. A burned letter

3. A house with no lights

4. A name crossed out

Loss as erasure. As if it never happened.

Fritz: voice breaking "We can’t beat that. That’s... final."

Miri: holding Umi’s hand "Then we don’t beat it. We carry it."

Alex: "Use everything. The pen. The string. The lens."

Umi: picked up all 3. Pain hit her like a truck.

12 other people’s grief. At once.

Timer: 10:00

Minute 1-4: They break

Umi saw 16 lives. 16 losses.

She collapsed.

Umi: through tears "Okay. We use it."

Minute 5-8: They make their story

Umi writes with the Pen: We lost things.

Alex plays the Violin String: And the sound didn’t go away.

Fritz looks through the Cracked Lens: And took a photo of the hole.

Miri sings: _So we put flowers in the hole.

And called it a garden._

Fritz put the photo in the middle.

It showed: 4 empty chairs. With flowers on them.

With names carved into the wood.

Minute 9-10: The Hunger judges

The Hunger walked between both tables.

Looked at erasure.

Looked at remembrance.

Silence. 10 seconds.

_"The Artists gave me loss as an ending.

The Authors gave me loss as a beginning."_

The Hunger: "Winner: The Authors."

The Artists’ table screamed.

Shattered into paper and paint.

4 shadows dissolved.

The last chair flew to The Authors.

8 chairs now.

A full table.

All 4 other tables vanished.

The room collapsed back to Umi’s living room.

The Hunger was still there. But smaller.

"You won," it hissed. _"You have 8 chairs.

And 8 stories to carry.

Congratulations.

I’ll be back in a year.

Let’s see if you can still stand."_

It vanished in smoke.

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