Summary
Prim doesn't get picked for the 74th hunger games. Peter gets pick but dies from Cato's knife wound. Surprisingly a boy from district 7 wins. Now it's the Quarter quell and things are different this year. Very different.
Prologue-Run!
I drift and I dream.
I stand in a clearing. I feel soft grass under my feet and wind in my hair. I see trees. A never ending ocean of trees. I sense danger. I run to the edge of the clearing. I need to run. Run run. It echoes round my head again and again. My instinct is to run, run get away. I can't find the exit. I will for and exit with all my might yet none appear. The foliage creates an inescapable cage. I sense a presence. I turn. 16 large shapes are looming over me. I scream and my legs are turned to stone and darkness descends upon me.
I open my eyes then shut them again. Tight. Today is the day of the reaping. The Quarter quell.