It hurts. It feels like my body is being twisted and turned. I'm a great runner, but I can't outrun them all.
I hear their howls and barks behind my back. They are going to get me, catch me, and then I'm gonna be dead.
Death...Why suddenly it feels like such a good thought? I can feel myself running slower and slower.
Branches crack underneath my feet and I'm gasping sharply. There's no place to be safe, there is no place for me to run.
My head crashes against dark, solid ground beneath me and immediately, my hands go up, to protect my small, exhausted body, but nothing happens.
All around me is just pitch black darkness. I feel like I'm in the very middle of the underworld and every creep is longing for my flesh.
But I see nothing. And then, in the distance, something moves, though I don't see it, I know.
She's there, hiding in the dark of my own mind. Snake eyes flash open, so bright green that it's almost enchanting, yet so terrifying, making me numb.
She comes to me, she wants me, standing there and looking so beastly. I see her hand rise and come down on me.
Am I insane? Or am I already dead?...
It hurts. Hurts so much that I want to scream, but I can't, I'm running. They are laughing at me, mocking me, right there, running just behind me.
Branches breaking, head crashing, blood flushing, body turning, skull cracking. Am I insane? Or am I dead?
Animals, they have turned us into the animals. I stare in intimidating eyes of her. The great, the magnificent. With gentle sweep she brings her club on me.
It's not like they tell you, you don't see your life flash before your eyes the moment you die. At least not in the Games, not in Arena. You just feel the terror run through your body and the eyes of your murderer drilled on you. The memories will haunt you forever, no heaven, just a crumbed soul, never resting in the peace.
It hurts. I'm a great runner, but I can't outrun them all...