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God Damn whoever stole my meagre supplies! What's worse is that they took my shiny knives. I LOVED them... Who in their right mind would steal my stuff and leave me to suffer? Augustus! That Dog! Next time I see him he will die. Who does he think he is, with his cat's eyes?. At least mine represent something. "Whoa, You're edgy today" Grh Why can't this stupid voice leave me alone! It's starting to get on my nerves...

"I suppose you are looking for your supplies... I vaporized them. Sorry!!!!" Ravea's voice fills the morning air. Damn you Ravea! I want my knives back! I'll kill you if I have to! "Just kidding, actually I relocated them to the heart of the funhouse, if you want to retrieve your supplies you must go there" I'm unhappy about this but I will get my supplies back. Ha, shove that in your face Ravea. And just for your viewing pleasure I may even bend to your will and kill someone Oh Great Game Maker!...

Yes I'm angry, but what choice do I have? It's a case of do or die. The Fun House is a matter of meters away from my hiding place so I'm easily going to be the first one there. However as I leave the, I believe it was a hotel before the rebellion, place I was staying in something flickered in the sky. Looking up I caught the last glimpses of a map. Dang it! Why do all these things happen to me? Am I just that unlucky?

It would appear I am as I'm not the first person in the funhouse. Augustus and his twin are already there. If I could I would push him into the blades that are spinning around and around... Shiny... It's enough to make someone dizzy. Rarity was the next one to join us. Unlike the twins who stood staring gormlessly she burst in full of life. "I'm here, Get out of the way. I want my stuff." She shouts almost walking into the blades. Julius winces as if expecting Rarity turn into mince meat while I'm secretly hoping she does. The more people that die here the better.

Slowly the others trickle in, all except for Xaveren, but he's a cripple so it's to be expected. looking at the odd arrangement it's strange to see who's alive. Kasia, the baby of the group, Spitha, the avox and 7 others. It's also confusing how each one has survived. I assumed Kasia was going to be the first one to die. Maybe it's worth having her as an ally...

Not that it matters, it's likely she will die today plus I've got bigger fish to fry right now. It's luck I've been dodging things for years. Dodging the peacekeepers (Yes we have some in the Capitol but they are extremely lazy and more often than not they turn a blind eye to my capers), dodging my parents, dodging my grandma that kind of thing. Dodging the blades was actually really easy and I quickly move onto the next room.

The room is actually really small and completely made of stone. Stone walls, stone floors and a stone slab that acts like a table. The only thing that breaks up the room of grey is three wooden bowls and three piles of golden fruit. Rarity sneers through the door as the sound of blade cutting through skin echoes around our room. I look into the previous room just in time to see Xaveren being covered in the yucky bits of Lullie. One down, seven more to go.

I watch in awe as Kasia works something out then as she artfully dodges the blood stained blades. Yet the moment she's through the door Rarity has her in some sort of death grip. As much as I want her to die there is some part of me that says I owe it to her after stealing from her aunt a while back. The tiny girl's flushed face quickly drains of blood under the vice grip of Rarity so I do the only thing I can think of doing. I punch Rarity in the face. "You punched me" She screeches in a pitch that is almost impossible to hear.

Kasia shoots me a grateful smile but I just pretend to read the plaque that hangs on the table. Instead the word blur together. Rarity is the one to pull me out of my state when she speaks "So? Who's hungry?"She pushes Kasia forward before anyone can answer "You choose".