Chapter 9

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The heavy metal doors slid open, revealing a small room. 

I had woken up early in the morning and been taken to a large helicopter. Beside me sat some of the other tributes all looking as frightened as myself. A stern looking woman inserted a tracker into my arm, which still stung from the pain. We had sat in silence for the duration of the journey.

Now, in this small room Cove waited, holding a navy waterproof coat for me. I pulled it on and he kissed my forehead.

'Good luck Posy.' He whispered in my ear. 'Be brave.' 

Gratefully, I smiled, as he led me into a small tube, which enclosed me when I stepped inside. 

Almost instantly, the tube shot me upwards until...

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