Day 2.
(Taylor's perspective)
I wake up as the sun shines into my face. I squinted my eyes and stretched. I sit up and look around the cave. I hear water dripping in a small part of the cave as it eco's throw the whole cave.
What should I do now?
Just hide in here for a few days until I run out of food and I need to get water again? All the food I have is a package of beef jerky, a packet of peanuts, a package of food which looks like meat potatoes and some kind of vegetables. And one more of package food with a different kind of meat, more vegetables and a loaf of bread.
I eat some more beef jerky and the whole pack of peanuts. I drink some water and try to come up with a plan when I run out of food. My water starts to get low and I walk to the river to see if I can refill it with the river? I slowly creep out of my hiding spot and crawl through the tall grass and make my way to the river. I finally make it to the river and I start to fill up my water bottle.
Suddenly I hear a big boom in the sky signaling a tribute has died. I look around frantically to se if anyone is nearby and I see a figure running off in the distance.
Was it Joe?
I won't know who died until later on in the night.
I look around I the field is quite so I finished filling my water bottle up and I run back into my hiding spot.
A few hours later sun has gone higher into the air as the sun shines brightly into the cave. As I'm hiding in the cave I hear footsteps coming my way. I take out my big knife and walk along the cave wall's and slowly look out.
I see a figure walking through the forest. I look closer and it's the male tribute from district four. I look to see if anyone else is with him and he is alone. I don't want him to see my hide out so he can tell his allies. I slowly walk out of my cave and bend down into the tall and crawl down on the ground sneaking up behind him. When I'm close enough I stand up quickly and wrap my arm around his neck tightly blocking his airway.
"Are you with anyone?" I ask.
"Yes I'm in a group." The man said.
"Who? How many?" I ask.
The man laughed, "I won't tell you."
I put his knife closer up to his neck putting pressure almost cutting skin, "I won't ask you again. How many are in your group? And who?" I ask.
I need to know if Joe is alive.
Suddenly the man whistles loudly as it spreads quickly into the air. Multiple whistles respond to him back and they sound close.
Fuck!
I stab my knife into the man's neck and he gasps and gags on his own blood.
A loud boom goes off in the arena signaling he is dead to the other players.
I drag the body as far enough away from my shelter and hide him in the tall grass. I quickly run behind a different tree far enough away to see if anyone finds the body.
"Where is is Lance!?" I hear a voice yell.
I see Finneas walking closer to the body as he looks down at the ground. Finneas points his weapon in alert and lowers it as he realizes he found the body. "Fuck Lance is dead!" he yells.
Billie (1) runs over to Finnease (1), "Who killed him?" she asks.
"I don't know. I don't see anything." Finneas said.
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