I often used to find myself wondering how I would die. In my mind, I always put it down to either starving, getting sick, or maybe even dying the way that my mother had. Never had I thought that I would actually be in the Games. However, nobody ever thinks they'll be in the Games - it's just something that people refuse to believe as an option.
I look over to Dan now, who looks back over to me. We know that midnight is almost upon us, but what we do not know is how the trackers might kill us. I suspect it to be a type of poison.
"Hey, Charlotte," Dan whispers.
"Yeah?" I ask.
He leans close to my ear, "We could climb over the force field."
"That's impossible. It's at least five stories high and we would get electrocuted just by touching it," I say, shaking my head.
"But wait...what about the taser?" he asks, something clicking in his brain.
"What do you mean?" I ask, furrowing my brows.
He leans in close again, making sure that the world cannot hear him. "I mean we can get out of here."
"What if it blows up and we die?" I ask.
"Then at least it isn't death by Capitol."
"How do we even know that the tracker thing is real? Why don't we just cut them out and finish this thing?"
"Because then one of us will still end up dead."
Taking all of this into consideration, I finally nod, and give him the taser.
"Do it fast, before the Gamemakers figure it out," I tell Dan. He nods, and fires the taser right at the panels.
For a moment, there is silence. Then, when the taser prongs come in contact with the force field panels, there is a loud boom, followed by a light that seems brighter than the sun. Both Dan and myself are knocked back.
My ears are ringing, and I am still trying to find my breath. As I lay on the ground, Dan has already found his footing, and he pulls me up as we start to run out of the Arena.
Did we really just escape the Hunger Games?
Dan is yelling something at me, I know it, but I cannot hear him. I hope that my deafness is not permanent.
Looking behind me, I see the massive metal cage that the Capitol had us trapped in. The hole that we had created is now getting plugged up by a new panel, most likely by the command of the Gamemakers. In the darkness of the night, I cannot see anything, save for the moon and stars. Dan is running ahead of me now, no longer holding my hand.
I tried to catch up to him, I did, but I was caught by someone else first. I saw him screaming as I was plucked away by the Capitol, for he knew that I was as good as dead at that point. I told him to run, and run he did.
Now I am surely good as dead.
