All for Him

Cannon

Every time a tribute dies, the gamemakers sound a cannon. It honestly doesn't really make sense, but whatever. Now, I don't think it is that likely that at 3 in the morning the second I dive into the mush that was pulling me into it, somebody else conveniently decided to peace out. The gamemakers think I'm dead. By the time Panem wakes up they'll think I'm dead, too. But I'm not. I am suffocating, though. I frantically move towards the direction where the lake is supposed to be. There has got to be a way the sinking ground is contained from the water. I reach out and feel a thick fabric. I move down to the bottom of the pit. There is a small gap in between the fabric and the floor of the pit. I suck in my stomach and start to wiggle my way under the barrier.

A diet. The second I get out of this hell hole I'm starting a diet. The only reason I made it out of the pit, was because I haven't eaten in a day and I'm very skinny. Once I made it out of the pit, I had to swim to the surface of the lake. I gulped up some air like a crazy person. I honestly am a crazy person. Since there was another dead person in the pit with the I'm guessing a helicopter doesn't come to collect the body. So for now the gamemakers probably still think I'm dead. Probably. I collect my few items (the Botulinum, water filter, and case) from the bottom of the lake, and move to the other side. Near the career's camp. I make a base in a tree a few hundred feet away from them, where I can see them, but they can't see me.

I don't really have any survival skills, so I decide once the careers have left for their daily killing rampage, to steal a tiny bit of their food. Not enough for them to notice, but enough for me to survive. Only once I bite down into the slightly charred bird do I realize just how hungry I am. I eat it all, and wash it down with some water.

I have enough Botulinum to kill them all, but I decide to play the long game. If they can kill off all the other tributes, and then I kill them I would win. Eventually the careers come back complaining about the "hungry ground" as they call it. They're also complaining about something else though. They're complaining about me.