Let the 25th Hunger Games Begin

I didn't know how to react. When Snow announced the news. Cheers erupting from the Capitol, cries escaping from the Districts.

I didn't know what to think. As the Mayor of District 9 travelled through the large, oak door. Onto the grey stage, surrounded by a grieving crowd.

I didn't know what to expect. For the results for the votes from our people tallied up on the pale screen. Showing Keil Geth and I our fate.

I didn't know what to do. Expecting no one to visit as I sat on the velvet seat in the Justice House. My last moments escaping me, being wiped away as I stepped onto the train.

I, Abigail Crest, didn't know of the horrors that I would soon face. Lost in my own thoughts as I watched the scenery pass by. Thinking of what was too come, how I could even survive what was next.