"Why do they call her Jack the Ripper?"
Serabella Chambers, seventeen years old in the seventieth hunger games. When she volunteered for her little sister, Annabella Cresta. Running through the crowd to save her life desperately.
"Well she murdered...
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Hollie might have been the last strand of my humanity in this fucking arena. With Hollie gone, I had no one left. instead, I had an inkling of pride still cavernous burrowed into the chest that I had been mutilated, carved and supressed into. Hollie would have wanted me to get even for her, the hovercraft wouldn't come until nightfall.
I rack my brain, thinking of the remaining tributes; Xella is still alive, I noticed her when I was singing to Hollie. She could have murdered me right then, right there but she spared my life. I don't think it was out of kind-heartedness for killing Hollie, or pity. Purely because if she went at me, I still had more power right now, I would've killed her. she scampered her wretched body out of the river and ran away, everyplace around here is she.
The boy from eight is deceased, I know that because I watched as Xella inhumanely assassinated him when they both fell down here, she drove his head into the water, the cannon boomed and only she emerged. Vartus is alive, but I think that's he hiding too. the pair from eleven so that makes (including me) five.
Four to kill. Easier said than done.
But I was going to do this. start from the bottom, work your way to the top. I was starting with the pair from eleven.
Two against one is extremely hard, even in the best of circumstances. But luckily for me, I had injured the boy from eleven and the girl had hurt herself when she fell into the water, so it was really half of two people against me. which I think I could take if I really tried. But was I trying? I mean they hadn't really done anything to me, but that didn't matter.
I ate the rest of my dried crackers and drank some of my water, using the filter. The decent thing about this bottom is there are two main watercourses, one leads to a dead end but if you plunge far down enough, it will you back towards the cornucopia. I know this because I saw the hole from the cornucopia, it was a trapdoor.
The same hatch is at the end of this, which means they are joined. Unluckily for us five, the cornucopia has been entirely inundated into water with the rest of the showground. This is the only developed place, scarcely.
The other tributary leads towards the force field, which will recoil you back into the stadium, almost certainly killing you from the amount of shockwave and voltage connexions in them, I'll make sure not to go down either of them and instead stay in my traffic lane.
When nightfall comes, I know this is the final day in the arena. It is still not midnight.
I notice the pair from eleven coming out of their hiding spot, I'm stuck into one of the trees. It's been quiet for about two hours. We're all hidden in the trees, because none of us have any strength left from running up all the mountains, desperately with a capital letter trying to keep our heads afloat in the water and managing to kill someone else in the process.
The girl ducks her head around from her hiding spot in the middle of the shadowy shrubberies that cover her and the male tribute in the tree. She doesn't see anyone.
