A/N: I know its really short but anyway...
Maysilee and I were sitting down, discussing the leftover tributes.
"Maysilee, I say we continue to the cliff," I tell her.
"Haymitch, we have to end this," she argues.
"Should we break it off?" I ask.
"Yeah, I don't want it to come down to us," she says we stand up and shake hands.
We thank each other and I head towards the cliff without a backward glance. I try to discover what's going on with this cliff. 10 minutes later I hear a terrible scream. "Maysilee," I think, and even though we ended our alliance I run in the direction of the scream, hoping she's okay. I make it and see her be skewered through the neck by a gigantic bird. The birds run off and I sprint to her side. She stops panicking and grabs my hand in both of hers.
"Listen Haymitch, 12 has to have a winner this year. Our other tributes are dead and me... well, I'm going to die." "How? How can I win?" I ask quietly.
"Easy," she says. And she says her last words, "Stay alive."
