Everything was going in a blur, as the past 2 days have felt so boring. No tributes found. Im starting to get very suspicious. Are the pair trying to plan an attack on us? I keep hearing those weird sounds behind us again. I didn't feel like waking until I I realized that Beckham was missing with no traces left. He never could me that he was going anywhere, so this is very weird. I tried passing off, acting like I was in a very vivid lucid dream, until I realize I'm not dreaming. I hear a cannon go off. I panic. Is it Beckham or someone else? I try desperately looking for him, and bring the backpack with me so nobody could take it without me noticing. I can't find him. Another cannon fires. I hear those sounds again, and they sound like they're pursuing me. The only direction I run is right at the cornucopia, when I see the bodies of 2 tributes. I recognize the girl from 9, and the other person's body is so fucked up I can't tell who it is. Its torn in half, and then I see that huge beast I saw on day 2 that killed most of the careers. It doesn't see me, so I run away and hide. I pray to God that its not Beckham. Please, Please, Please, no. Not like this, I whisper to myself. Beckham didn't deserve this, well, if this is him. I just run back to where I came from, curling up in a ball and crying. I can hear that monster roar. I just lay there I in the same position for hours, hoping that wasn't Beckham, even though he's missing. I see the death portraits in the sky. I see the girl from 9 as expected, and there he is, Beckham. I don't do anything else, and cry myself to sleep. That day went by so fast, probably because I was in that poison for hours, just sitting being traumatized at what I've seen.
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The 40th Hunger Games
ActionDuring the reaping of the 40th Games, Thorburn doesn't expect to get reaped. However, when she does, nobody volunteers for her, and she is forced to meet other tributes, train, and of course, fight to the death in the arena. Cover artist: Clove0307
