For a moment, your head dropped to look at the ground beneath you. Your vision blurs and darkness from the corner of your eye creeps in. You stumble on a rock, which returns your attention to the road ahead.
There… in the distance..
You can see the gate of Athens. You’ve made it.
Somehow, you manage to gather your fleeting strength and run as fast as you can towards the gates, once again the darkness creeping back in.
You can see people past the gate.
They do not know they have won. They do not know the lives that were lost to achieve this win.
They must know.
People begin to gather at the gate noticing your hastyful approach.
Pride, worry, and excitement fills the pit of your stomach.
With one last breath as you pass through the gate of Athens, you shout…
Nike! Nike! Nenikekamen! Victory!
Victory.
You have won. Darkness grabs you.
