Chapter One

The stars shine dimly in the sky. Night has fallen. You can't hear people in the streets anymore, because they're all in their homes. I know why. Tomorrow's the reaping.

My name is Primrose Everdeen. My sister, Katniss, died two years ago to the Games. I hate the Capitol. They've killed Katniss, who was innocent and beautiful. She was the best sister I could have ever had, and now she's gone. I remember when she died. Time slowed down and I ran outside in tears. The mockingjays were singing. It reminded me of Katniss.

The birds aren't singing now. A dark cloud looms over the whole of the district as many people switch off their lights and close their eyes, determined to get a good night's sleep, because it could be one of the last nights in their home they'd ever get.