Music plays in the background.
I guess its supposed to be soothing.
But it isn't.
Cinna arrives.
Adding to the tension in the air.
My fear crashes down upon me.
Tears falling, arms shaking.
Cinna encircles me in a hug.
Doing little to stem the flow.
Of fear.
Of tears.
A voice rips through the room.
"Ten seconds."
Our time was up.
The gleaming tube.
Ten feet away.
I walked towards it shakily
and step inside.
I'm shaking so much.
I'm surprised I'm still standing.
It begins to rise.
Forcing me into the blinding sunlight.
Looking around I see the twenty three other kids sentenced to this fate.
The battle to the death.
Only one will survive.
It is not me.
The countdown finishes and I step off my pedestal.
Preparing to run.
But the bloodbath has already started.
Pain rips through my chest.
I look down and see a sword tip.
I fall to the ground as Cato runs away.
A gleaming smile of triumph apparent upon his face.
I can practically hear my mother screaming.
Practically see my sister crying.
I close my eyes.
They know that they won't open again.
And they don't.
I don't own THG.