Board Thread:Fanmade/@comment-26912075-20180826001644/@comment-26912075-20180919161924

The night was growing darker and dar until it was broken by the sun rising on the horizon. The fateful day had come. The racers had busted and picked up their belongings once again, this time setting out quickly. It appeared as though a few hundred racers abandoned the grounds during the night, supposedly in fear for their own lives. The opening ceremony would be conducted again in an hour, and the racers were already preparing for the next step. They were shaking, but carried on, except for Diego, who had become weary and cautious. They were all heading to the grounds again.