She's gone It's gone I'm gone

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Pov Luke<<<<<

Khloes been gone for anout an hour now, no cannons heard yet

I think there's 5 of us left- or 4. since Leda and the other girl.

"10," "9," ...

"What the?" i say quietly.
Im not leaving but if theres other people coming in here, the have the advantages of knowing where i am, they could watch us, i dont doubt theres cameras, and they havnt been in here for days.

Im not really counting the days but it mightve been about 4 or 5 or 6.

And this unknown amount of tributes is killing me. They put us in one by one, the like 4- for all I seen and remember.

I hope Khloe took enough supplies. And im pretty sure she knows her way back if she did want to- its basicly part of her home.

Her home!

I pack all the useful stuff ill need- weapons, food, water ,extra things- i pack most of it- i stuff the rest of the thing that are just a waste of carrying, in a nearby snowdrift. Well, behind one anyway, you couldnt notice it. I begin me small trek for the rocks and the vines.

I look back at the extra stuff i dumped in a mini drift, turns out it was a bush. with alot of snow on it. So noone will find it.

I walk for about 15 minutes and i begin to see medium sized rocks all over- it takes me long enough to realise that the snow is melting...

Not good.

Snow is Khloes camoflauge so she'll have to take off everything.
The snows melting fast and I can feel heat all around me and the clouds start to disapear. The snow falls off the trees and now it will be hard to fin the two rocks in looking for. Well played.

I take off my jacket and my hat and hide them high in a tree. I out me gloves and boots in a shrub and my snowpants in another tree, on a playform- like tree. It's like it was human built, I think it is its not natural so somebody might find it but ill risk it.

The drift.

The drift is gone, melted. I dont know where i am now. No footprints to follow. Theres no snow and any sign it was here.

I'm lost.

I see a path leading to two rocks and a vine thats sort of a door if you thought about it.

That's where she lives.

I hear a stick snow somewhere behind me but i dont see anyone.

I'm going in.

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