Sedone
“Hey, where did Trita, Ediro, and Aolus go?” I asked. It was my shift at 2 in the morning, and they were all gone.
Shimmer opens her eyes halfway, and says sleepily, “They must’ve gone to catch worms, those early birds.” It’s from an old expression, so this brings from laughs from Magnifique and Juno.
“But where’s the supplies?” I question. “Half of them are gone.”
Now this brings silence.
“Hey, there’s blood on the guard tree!” Magnifique shouts.
Now everyone’s eyes are locked on me. I find my self inching toward the supply pile.
“Use logic, boy,” Juno says. “You killed them, and then you hid the supplies somewhere. The hovercraft picked their corpses up.”
By now, my hands are on my sword and a shield. When the others are on their feet, I have a medium-sized backpack on my back. I run until I disappear from their sight.
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22nd Hunger Games
Teen FictionTwenty-four tributes compete for the crown and battle to the death. Read the experiences of more then five tributes, and share their thoughts, feelings, and expressions.
