You decide to defend yourself, thinking you won't win this by hiding. You pull out your knife and turn to face the tribute. He raises his spear, but you quickly duck beneath it, stabbing him in the abdomen.
Good thing I paid attention during training, you thought.
As the tribute crumples to the ground, you start running to Maizie. The other female tribute is hunched over her, coughing violently. She falls on top of Maizie, and Maizie doesn't react. It's a slim chance she's still alive. You want to grab their supplies, but you can't stand seeing the bodies. You at least tear off the tribute's backpack which is full of what looks like blueberries. You drop it as three cannons shoot off.
Two of us left. If I ever made it, I'd imagined that two to include her.
You head out to find a new shelter. Fit for one.
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The 72nd Annual Hunger Games (Choose your own Adventure!)
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