Interactive Hunger Games 4

Night 1: Chase, Part 2

- Bailey Wilhelm's Perspective -

My stomach is growling as we sit in a patio of.. somewhere. We had made it to the city, we just didn't know where we were in the city. It all looked the same. Clay buildings with open air souvenir stores and brick roads. We hadn't found the sea yet.

"Want to keep walking?" Quinn asks me, as she hands me the canteen.

"Long as I find some place comfortable to sleep." I answer. "Even if that isn't very easy to find."

"Agreed." She says. "Let's keep moving."

I get up, and grab my knife. I'd love to find some sort of tool, like a grappler. If I found a weapon, I wouldn't be able to use it. If I was going to win, I had to survive and stay away from everyone else.

Because with some of the people here, like the Careers, Cassius, Kable, Sarah, So on.. the odds are stacked against me. I hit some luck with Lily dying and the beacon on Emily, but I couldn't rely on it. It just wouldn't work out.

A sound snaps me out of thought. I quickly turn right, hearing something clang together in a building next to me. Quinn turns as well, looking startled.

It sounds like metal bashing to the ground or together. An eerily loud echo leaves the double story building, and seems to sound throughout the city.

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- Hansen Fletcher's Perspective -

After trekking through the dense jungle for the rest of the afternoon, trying to keep our golf cart, we arrived. Lennox had insisted on driving it for the entire time and it massively slowed us down. But we were here with no problems.

"I feel sorry for those wheelspin victims." Lennox says, grabbing the map and hopping out. "Especially Emily. Screwed over on Day One."

"Don't jinx yourself." Maddox says. "M- Maybe you'll be the next victim."

"See, But are they random?" Lennox asks.

"I mean," I begin, grabbing our knife. "It is called a wheelspin."

"I don't think they are." Lennox begins. "And since I'm not a fan favorite, nor a fan hate, they don't want to screw me over."

"So you're saying it's biased." Sarah says, as we walk away from the cart.

"Yep." Lennox says, kicking a door. It opens, but I don't think that was necessary.

"Did you need to do that?" I ask him.

"No." He responds flatly, and walks inside. I roll my eyes and follow him. It's a two story building, and seems to be very old. I walk inside, and immediately smell sawdust.

"Let's call this Wood House." Sarah says. "You know, because it smells like a construction site."

"Sure." Maddox says, opening a desk drawer. He pulls out a small piece of paper. "Guys, take a look at this."

He holds out the piece of paper, and we all crowd around it. It seemed to be a map of the house. There were 4 numbers on the bottom: 4-12-22-30. What that was to, I had no clue.

"Those numbers." Lennox begins, sitting at the chair with the desk. And old computer was there, covered in dust with a strange apple sign on it. "Maybe they're a code?"