I set up camp in a cave. I eat one of my crackers. I know that I need more supplies than what I have. I plan to hunt tributes tomorrow.
It is becoming dark. Going to sleep is a risk because someone could kill me in my sleep. But if I don't sleep I will be weak and tired the next day. I go to sleep because the chances of someone finding my cave are low and if they do I am a light sleeper so the noise will wake me up.
After a few hours of sleep I hear a twig crack. I sit up right away and grab my knives. I look out and see a boy from District 4 holding an axe. He don't see me. I throw my knife and it hits his chest. He falls to the ground and I hear a cannon shot. I take his axe and take all the stuff from his backpack. He has three appeals and some chicken.
I look far in the distance. There is one place that no one has bin.
The end of the arena. If I can make it there who knows what I will find.
