The Hunger Games

Prologue

Prologue

I wake up from my long nightmare, looking around a dark space. Am I still dreaming?

The world around me is pitch black and all I can see is myself in a full-body length mirror.

My head throbs with pain as if I had hit it on something hard.

I wince as I unexpectedly hear a sound as horrible as finger-nails on a black-board.

Voices all around me began to shout and scream. The voices I heard at the Games. The tribute's last screams.

I begin to hear people's voices saying things all around me, making me think I was in a crowd.

"Happy Hunger Games and may the odds be ever in your favour!"

"Primrose Everdeen!"

"No! No, Prim no!"

"I volunteer as tribute!"

"You're stronger than they are."

"You're going to win this. I promise you that I'll make sure of that..."

The voices slowly fade away along with the mirror and I myself disappear from the dark room.