stronger

part 8

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when I wake up everything around me is dark and my head is spinning.

am I death?

the answer is no I guess. now the next question rolls into my head.

where am I?

I don't know.

do I am in the arena?

I try to stretch my hands as far as possible. my hands stop when I feel something. it feels like a wall or something.

no chance that there's a wall in this arena.

In the hope I see something I look around. desperate to find light. but I don't find it.

I feel above me and manage that I'm in a really small place. it kind of feels like a box....

like a coffin.

I want to yell and let whoever's above me know I'm not death, but I don't. do they really want to burry me alive? is that what Snow does with weak tributes? does he make the crowd think that we're death and then buries us alive to let us feel more pain?

I close my eyes and breath slowly. it's really warm in here. I wish I was able to get out of here but the coffin is locked and there's no chance I can open it. not with the condition I'm in now.

you are going to die in here. you're going to live with mom and Caccia. I say to myself.

I feel relieved when I think about them. I almost died when I fell of the cliff. and then I saw them.

I saw my mother and sister.

I try to see them again. I close my eyes and wait. but they're not coming. tears fill my eyes. "mom," I whisper. "where are you?"

there's still not happening a thing.

I open my eyes again and stare to something. it's a tiny strike of light! I go up as far as possible and breath in as much fresh air as I can. I feel fitter immediately.

then I push above me and the cover clicks open. I drag it al the way up and place it next to me. and then I climb out of the coffin. I almost fade away when light is overwhelming me.

but then I hear voices. my instinct tells me to hide so I place the cover on the coffin so they won't see I'm gone and I run to the corner immediately and duck behind a coatstand.

"when do we arrive in the second union?"

a young man says.

what is the second union? I think.

"we arrive within 10 minutes." says another man.

"shall I wake the girl?"

which girl? I think. but then I understand it. he wants to wake me. I see the man come in and lift the cover of the coffin. He looks familiar! I know him! but I don't know where from. he's a boy of 20 years old or something. he is shocked and looks around to find me. "sir, she is gone!" says the boy. the other man laughs. "they always hide ,peather. do you remember when you came here?"

Peather is awkwardly grinning and rubs his neck with his fingers.

" yes..of course they do.."

"what do we do now?" asks peather. "we wait.. at some point she will find out what we do." says the older man.

I start to feel nauseous. what do they do? why am I here?

who is peather?

"sir. where are the other tributes?" says Peather.

and then I remember Peather. he was a tribute 4 years ago! but he's death! he died in the arena four years ago!!

"there are no much survivors this year. the girl from 12, a boy from 5 and 1 girl and boy from 11. the others died or are still in the arena." says the older man.

I get up and say: "what about the boy from my district?"

Peather turns around and shocks. the old man looks worried.

"we weren't able to find him. he probably is death or almost is. I'm sorry." the old man says. "where are we?" I ask. "we will explain you later."