Jonas Sulzbach

The test was a classic endurance and agility circuit: "The Labyrinth of Memories." You had to cross a puddle of gelatin, find specific cards, and assemble a puzzle with the face of your relative.

Jonas gave you a quick kiss on the forehead before you went onto the playing field. "Don't put pressure on yourself," he whispered. "If I have to go, I'll go. Play for you."

But you weren't playing for yourself. You were playing for yourselves.

The timer started. You saw your direct opponents, who wanted Jonas out, rushing in.

Mid-race, your leg got caught in a net. You watched the time tick by and despair set in.

You glanced to the side, into the non-participants' area, and saw Jonas's gaze. He wasn't shouting, he just put his hand on his heart and nodded.

With a sharp tug, you freed yourself, plunged into the jelly, and found the last card.

"I'M DONE! TADEU, I'M DONE!" You shouted, pressing the red button as the lights turned blue.