𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳ 𝐧𝐜𝐭 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 - 𝐡𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐮

⇛ 𝐂𝐇. 𝟏𝟖

𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝟏𝟎

as everyone was settling down in silence, the trumpet sounded. mark, renjun and jaemin got up to rush outside the cave to check the sky in case there were going to be any holograms, but instead a voice boomed throughout the arena.

cladius...

"attention, tributes, attention. commencing at sunrise there will be a feast tomorrow at the cornucopia. this will be no ordinary occasion. each of you need something desperately and we plan to be... generous hosts."

"we don't need anything at the moment." jeno said, glancing around at the others. "my arms already healing."

"they're playing on peoples desperation to lure them in. it'll be a bloodbath for sure." renjun told them.

"however, we'll need food and water soon. think about it... us eight are together so there will be eight bags for us. imagine how many resources we will have." jisung said.

"yes. now imagine how many of us could die." donghyuck muttered.

"if i was on my own, this would be much easier. i could get my bag and be out of there easily, but with there being so many of us, we'll attract too much attention." jihyun said. "at the moment, i don't think it's really necessary to go there. we might need to in a few days but that's not an option. mark, what do we do?"

"i think we should go." he replied. "we don't know how much longer we'll be in this arena. it all depends on the other tributes. i don't really understand why we're hiding when we have the advantage. we're the biggest group. it's eight versus five and the others are most likely not working together."

"so even if we don't go to the cornucopia for the resources, we can go there to get rid of the other tributes?" jaemin finished.

"wait. are you asking us to kill?" chenle asked. "i'm not sure..."

"chenle, you tried to kill me with your traps and only now you're hesitating?" donghyuck retorted then turned to face mark. "i agree with him though. why don't we just wait for them to kill each other?"

"we can do that for sure." mark muttered. "i'm not a fan of killing and..."

"but they might not and it'll be a cycle of hiding from each other." jihyun interrupted.

"this is annoying." renjun sighed, ruffling his hair.

"how about we sleep on it and we vote in the morning?" mark proposed.

"sounds good to me." donghyuck said. "i can't think or use my brain when i'm tired."

"then you must always be tired." renjun jeered and jisung and chenle burst out into laughter.

"renjun huang!"

"renjun's funny." jisung said, laughing behind his hand.

"unlike jeno. nojam." chenle added.

"hey! i told you to stop calling me that."

"be quiet and let me sleep." jihyun whined, rolling over onto her side, her hands covering her ears.

"sorry, jihyun."

♆

everyone was asleep around the fire to keep them warm. the storm had calmed down from harsh wind, lightning, and thunder to light rain.

as she slept, jihyun's mind was replaying the moment she killed the district eleven boy. she suddenly awoke, sitting up and placing her hand against her forehead. next to her, she heard the sound of rustling and looked over to see chenle tossing and turning in his sleep.