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❝diesel is desire. you were playing with fire.❞
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"I HAVE A PLAN," BEETEE REPEATED ONCE EVERYONE WAS THERE. They all leaned in curiously, waiting for him to explain. Of course, he did not just tell them, he made it a whole interactive conversation so that they could figure it out for themselves with his guidance. "Where do the Careers feel safest?"
They glanced at rach other, wondering when the hell he decided that they were back and school and that they ahd the time for this. Peeta finally guessed, probably basing his guess on where they knew the Careers were at that moment. "The jungle?"
"The jungle's a nightmare. Probably here on the beach," Katniss contradicted. The forest held so many threats that Isla could barely keep track. She had experienced two of the hours, and from what she was hearing, none of them were very pleasant. There was also the fact that they would not even be able to see the clock from there, if they even knew it was a clock, so they would not know what section to stay out of.
Beetee raised his eyebrows at the, again. "Then why are they not here?"
"Because we are," Lexa answered confidently. The Careera knew that they were there and knew that they would be outnumbered. They were skilled, but they did not stand a chance against seven people, probably even with the element of surprise. "We claimed it."
"And if we left, they would come. Or stay hidden in the tree line," the man continued, and they alol nodded along like schoolchildren with their math class that they never really understood. "Which in just over four hours will be soaked with water from the 10:00 wave. And what happens at midnight?"
"Lightning strikes that tree," Isla replied, pointing over at the big tree across from them that stood out.
Beetee nodded at her proudly, and she really felt like an idiot if he was proud of her for saying something that they had known already. "Here's what I propose. We leave the beach at dusk. We head to the lightning tree. That should draw them back to the beach. Prior to midnight we then run this wire from the tree to the water. Anyone in the water or on the damp sand will be electrocuted."
