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Finals: Paradox Winters

I walk through the city, all signs of life gone. I see no one, nothing.

I'm actually here -  fighting for my life in the final. Who would have thought I'd have got  here, a little twelve year old. Well, I'm different. I'm smart, and I'm  strong.

I can go all the way.

I continue walking,  going into a jog, just to find someone else. I want to finish this now,  even if it means killing again. I can feel guilty when I get home -  until then, feelings only get in the way.

The houses all around  obscure my vision, but after an hour of walking, I finally see the  shadows of others. I cannot tell how many are actually there, but it is  at least one, and it will be one person closer to home.

I walk forward, careful not to trip over the rocks that litter the floor. I cannot let a single noise let me lose this chance.

As I get closer, and  silently round the corner, I realise that there is two tributes there.  Alice and Taylor - strong competitors.

But I have the element of surprise. They don't know I am here.

I take the two knives in  my belt and secure them in my hands, aiming carefully in a way that  will make their deaths as painless as possible.

One throw and it's over for both of them. One of the knives lands straight into Taylor's temple, and kills her instantly.

My left hand, however,  faltered, and the knife lands into Alice's back. She screams, a scream  that pierces my ears as she falls to the ground.

As she realises that all  hope is gone, she looks at me, her eyes locking straight onto mine. All  I can see is the look that tells me she will never forgive me for what I  did.

And neither will the families of the others I killed.

I turn and run, trying to run away not only from any threats, but also from myself, from the monster I've become.

As the cannon breaks the deafening silence around the arena, a tear falls down my cheek, closely followed by another.

The guilt I have been carrying with me since my first kill in the bloodbath begins to set in.