Timberline
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Imagine stepping into the tube, rising onto your podium, everything seeming 'okay'...
Imagine being blinded by sunlight, peering round at the 23 other tributes surrounding you, hearing your heart pounding inside of your chest...
And praying - just praying - that it won't be the next to stop.
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