Hunger Games: YouTuber edition

Thirty

Jack

As soon as the train rushed out of the station, they were given the all clear to get undressed and back into regular clothing. Without any hesitation, he went to the bathroom and began washing the makeup off of his face and changed back into the clothes he was in earlier.

Mark

Mark also spent time taking off his makeup. However, he kept his neon pink tuxedo on. It wasn't because he thought he looked good in it and wanted to make strange poses in the mirror. It was because he wanted to make sure that it was in fact safe before he actually got changed into his regular clothes.

Dan

Dan and Phil helped each other take off their makeup. Dan couldn't help but smile.

"What're you smiling about?" Phil asked.
"Remember when we did a stage show, Phil?" Dan asked. "And we would help each other wipe the cat whiskers off of our face?"
Phil smirked a smile. "Those were good times."
"With this new place we're going to, maybe we could actually relive those days." Dan thought.
"I doubt it." Phil responded. "We'll probably still be living the same lives we've always lived after everything went down. Besides, since District 13 is supposedly still around, they might be really strict to keep us hidden from the Capitol."
"I'm surprised the Capitol hasn't found out about it yet." Dan said.
"Maybe they did." Phil responded.

After Phil had finished wiping off Dan's makeup, Dan began taking off his silver jacket when suddenly, he felt himself growing extremely dizzy as his ability to breathe got worse and worse.

He could suddenly hear panic coming from Phil and other people, but his vision became so blurry and his ability to hear lessened and lessened, until there was absolutely nothing.

Phil

Phil suddenly heard Dan beginning to gasp for air.

"Dan! Dan! What's going on?" Phil asked.

Dan didn't say anything, he only clutched his chest with one hand and clutched Phil's jacket sleeve with the other.

Phil began panicking, he didn't know what to do.

"GUYS! HELP!" Phil immediately screamed.

Moments later, people starting flooding the room.

"What's happening?" Dan's mom asked, growing worried.
"He's having trouble breathing! I don't know how it happened!" Phil exclaimed.

As Phil looked up, he noticed Mark telling Jack to do something and Jack headed out of the room.

Phil then looked down at Dan again, his eyes seemingly lifeless. The same exact way they were in the games after he had been struck with the spear.

"No, no, no, no, no... not again!" Phil began to panic and sob. "This can't be happening again."

Mark looked at Phil assuringly. "It's not happening Phil, I promise."

Signe

Signe stayed the same exact way she was the entire time, with her gun pointed at the engineer, who was driving the train.

Suddenly, the doors opened and Jack came through.

"Signe, something's going on with Dan!" Jack exclaimed.
"What do you mean?" Signe asked.
"He just suddenly breathed heavily then collapsed!" Jack said.

Signe stood there silently for a moment, thinking about what could be happening with Dan. She then could only think of one person who could be responsible for this.

"S-Signe..." Jack stuttered. "What's going on?"
"I know who's doing this." Signe said. She then turned to Jack. "You stay in here, I'll be right back."

Signe then handed Jack the gun and left the room. As soon as the door closed behind her, she felt her phone buzz. She looked at the caller ID.

It was Seneca.

Without any hesitation, she pressed the green 'Call' Button.

"What the hell did you do, Seneca?" Signe immediately asked.
"Hello to you, too Signe." Seneca responded.
"Tell me what the hell you did with Dan now!" Signe exclaimed.
"We obviously brought Dan back to life... but little does he and everybody else know he was put under my control." Seneca explained. "So once I discovered you all had escaped the Capitol, I decided to simply shut him down. Now he's slowly dying again."
"He's not going to die, Seneca." Signe assured him.
"It's going to take you days before you get to District 13, Signe." Seneca stated. "He'll be long gone before then."
"Not at the rate we're going." Signe reassured him.
"Well, either way, once these games are over, you'll all be dead anyways with what we've got planned for 13." Seneca explained. "So what's the point of even trying?"

Signe couldn't take it anymore. Without any hesitation, she threw her phone against the wall and smashed it with her high heeled shoe.

Just then, she heard another banging noise. It sounded like the shotgun coming from the front of the train.

She quickly ran in there, thinking Jack had shot the engineer, but what she ran into, she didn't expect at all.

It was the engineer with the gun, and Jack lying on the ground, clutching his stomach.

Signe immediately took action. Before the engineer could fire the gun, she grabbed the gun away from the engineer and kicked him in the stomach. As soon as he fell to the ground, she fired two shots right at him.

She then turned and knelt down next to Jack, putting pressure on his wound.

"Jack, listen to me, you're going to be just fine!" Signe assured him.

She then looked at her hand, which was covered in blood. But she wasn't going to let that stop her.

Suddenly, however, the train started making loud banging noises and swaying back and forth.

Signe stood up to the best of her ability, realizing that nobody was driving the train now and it was already losing control.

"W-What's happening?" Jack asked.
"Nothing, everything's fine!" Signe assured him.

She then went over to the controls, trying to figure out a way to keep the train stable and running, but with the way the train was now, she knew it was too late.

Signe then went back over to Jack, but he had already lost consciousness.

"Jack? JACK?" Signe called out.

Suddenly, just as she was trying to shake him to try and get him back up, she felt the train suddenly tipping over and falling.

As soon as the side of the train crashed into the ground, she blacked out.
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Signe then suddenly woke up to what she definitely heard as shouting. As she looked around, she could tell she was in a different place.

"Hey, hey, try not to move, alright?" She heard a young woman say.
"W-Where am I?" She asked.

The woman then looked at her with a serious but reassuring look.

"You're in District 13."