A/N: Just an FYI: this is the same 62nd Hunger Games and the tributes already submitted will still be in it. If you want to submit a tribute, the form is on my profile. I will post the next chapter when I have all the tributes, or almost all the tributes.
1 week before the reapings:
"Everything is in perfect order. The 62nd Hunger Games are ready to go, sir"
"Thank you, Jeremiah," President Snow said courteously "May I just see the arena again?" The Head Game-Maker Jeremiah Crane, issued anxious orders to the rest of the game-makers in the room – not many at this top-secret midnight meeting. The arena came up on the screen. It looked like one of the Capitols many parks, surrounded by houses, but on a much bigger scale. "And you say it is more dangerous than it looks?" Enquired the President.
"Well, yes. For a start, almost all of the houses are booby trapped. The tributes will only find water in two of the houses, meaning they will be unable to avoid a fight. Also, the arena is relatively small, so the tributes won't have room to hide. You may notice that there is a band of trees behind the houses, which gives the stealthier tributes somewhere to conceal themselves."
"I think I've heard enough for now. I look forward to the reapings!" Exclaimed Snow.
"As do I" said Jeremiah Crane.