You go to the Feast early. At the peak of dawn you and Maizie pack what little supplies you kept in the shelter and head off towards the Cornucopia. The Cornucopia starts to come into view and you look around for other tributes. The coast seems to be clear so you run ahead, seeing a bag labeled "8". For some odd reason there's only one.
"Hammil, wait!"
You can't help but turn to Maizie. This is about the only time you've ever heard her speak before.
You're suddenly rammed against the Cornucopia.
"Hammil? That's a stupid name."
You try to fight back but the tribute pulls out a small dagger and stabs you in the stomach. He twists it around before pulling it out and letting you fall to the ground to bleed to death.
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