If you haven't read 'Gnawing Hunger' you'll probably be very puzzled so I advise you to go and read it first, though you can always read this now if you want to. It's actually pretty short!
I slowly wake up and reach for the blanket. It's not here. Kara's probably got it with her, ah well, it doesn't matter anyway. What does matter is Kara. Where is she? It looks like she probably got up earlier, but I can't tell because it's pitch black. I can't see at all so I grope around, my hand wandering around this shelter and pick up something slimy and fling it away from me. I'm from district four, I know what that is.
What's a fish doing in our hut? Ah, this is Kara's fish – the one she caught and I haven't been able to do since, another thing I'm incompetent at. I can't do anything. At home I'm just a 'fish boy', a 'sea breeze', no-one important. I try hard for my family and if I don't get back they'll probably starve. When I told Kara about my family she seemed shocked like she never imagined actually had one. Of course I have a family. It seems I know her less and less.
Kara – I have no idea what I think about her. At first glance I saw through her disguise like a fish through water, but now I know the true her. She's calm and conceited and although she looks really hot she is nice and kind deep down, unlike Precious or other girls like her. Kara's real. The problem is that I don't think I've met the real her, I've just seen the glittery outer shell.
My clothes are still damp from yesterday when we fell in the pool of water. That was funny, but now I look back on this I see the huge charade we've been playing. Only one of us can live, as I tell myself every morning I get up knowing that Kara is here. One of us has to die.
I shuffle out of the camp and glance around the camp. Now where's that pot. I better brew a nice breakfast for us. I look around the camp. No pot. Maybe Kara's cooking wherever she is. Where is she then? I stumble over towards the pool of water. Maybe she's washing? No Kara. I search around the camp. She's not here, and half of the water purification system has disappeared, probably got by squirrels or something. Luckily I can still make drinkable water from the pieces that remain.
But where is Kara? She's probably taken some initiative and gone out hunting, a good thing too. I was beginning to wonder whether she would ever start helping around. Something deep down inside me is screaming something at me, but I'm too tired to notice. I stumble over to the pool, catching my foot on an upturned pan but managing to keep my balance. What's that doing there?
I reach the pool and look down at my face. I seem to have aged throughout the games. But as I cup my hands with water to splash on my face I notice something strange on my face, a red blotch. I rub it and the red comes off on my fingers. It's not a rash then. I stare at my face and look at the shape of the blotch. It's like a mouth.
The realisation hits me, sending me reeling forwards and toppling into the pool. I crash down into the water, it foaming and flying above me. Kara's fish lands in my lap, a new one. Finally I caught one! But I don't really care now. I just sit in the icily cold pool of water, shivering and staring blankly at the sky. The water washes off the mark but it was there and I know what it means.
My name is Dralakone Hurling, I am fourteen years old and I am alone.
Dralakone! Yup - that's Dral's new name! (No wonder he sticks with Dral) PLEASE review! Oh, and I take requests but be warned - It doesn't mean I'm 100% doing the scene though. I'll do it if I like it and I think I can get something out of it! :) Also - I'll probably so any death scene you throw at me. This is for Gnawing Hunger, yes. So I won't write about Katniss or Peeta or Hatmitch or anyone - this is for the scenes in Gnawing Hunger you want to hear from someone else's view or the lost scenes you really wanted (like this one - I wanted to hear this!) REVIEW REVIEW REVIW! :)