I rub my eyes once more in a desperate attempt to wipe away the signs of insomnia. I have not slept in days,only have I sat in my study perfecting my plans.
This is my first year as Head Gamemaker,its not much of a surprise to me if I even make it next President Lyon has gone through at least four Head Gamemakers since being appointed four years ago and creativity is all he wants but give him some desert field or frozen wasteland its off with your head.
This has to be the best,no it will be the arena is something never seen before if I could just work out some minor kinks it will be perfect.
The holographic projector reveals my arena,and I begin to adjust those minor flaws into bloody gore."Gamemaker Castor please report to the president's chambers"is my reckoning I walk down the dim hallway its pictures of all the other arenas,the ones that stand as the reminder of the lack of creativity something I will avoid.
"Castor please have a seat",I sit and turn anxiously and see nightlock berries a treat not so sweet.I look at him and see the look of interest in his face,staring directly at the prenatal plans for this years Hunger Games.
"What have you brought for me this year?" "I hope at least you can provide some much needed excitement and interest for the 101st hunger games".
He's right I may be the only one because I once was a tribute of District 2 in an arena one consisting of literally hell on earth.
The sky darkened in a crimson glow,the moon dark as a midnight,the putrid odor of death was my only tribute was like me strong and a sense to survive,but the only difference is that I walked away the victor.
His voice is truly calm,but I know underneath is the potential to end my life within an instance.I place the projector and his desk,then anxiously turn it that I know that I have only minutes,maybe even seconds to impress the president.
It begins to zoom in with my fingers highlighting certain areas and ends with a full 360 view and I see the president smirk.
"And the theme for this years games,Castor?" I lean in and I say it will be based on...ending in a hushed tone only the President and I heard.
"This could prove to be most interesting Castor,make it happen now".With those words he turns and faces the window an honor,I wish to truly attain one day.
Full of excitement I head to the construction site let the 101st Hunger Games begin!