Foxface's P.O.V.

Three hours later. I am still sitting in the Cornucopia, thinking. Where am I going to find Cato in this huge arena? I decide against venturing back to the nightlock clearing to gather weapons. I don't want to stumble upon Cato on my way there. Plus, if I wait long enough, I am sure the Capitol is going to create some way to bring us together, like the fire and the feast. Only this time they will not have mercy on us. Whatever they create will easily kill me if I am not careful.

I hear a low rumble. I jump up and hike my pack higher up on my shoulders. The rumble is coming from deeper inside the Cornucopia! I turn around just in time to see a portion of the floor near the back of the Cornucopia open up. I slowly back away. Bright light streams out of this rectangular pit. A figure jumps out of the hole and lands on the floor on all fours. It is some sort of huge beast. I don't stick around to find out more, though. I turn around and race out of the Cornucopia towards the woods. Only when I reach the edge of the clearing do I turn back to properly identify the creature. But surprisingly, I don't see it following me. In fact, I don't see it at all. Where did it go? I whirl my head around frantically, trying to spot this creature. I don't like surprises. Then I finally spotted the creature. It was slowly walking out of the Cornucopia. I stood there, confused. Why wasn't it following me? Then when it stepped out into the light of the full moon, I understood. It had no face.

This creature, clearly visible from where I stand, is the most hideous thing I had ever seen. It had a mouth full of sharp teeth, pulled back in a permanent smile. The rest of its face is wrinkly and baggy, clear of any fur. It still has the same contours of a normal face, like a lump where the snout should be and two hollows where the eyes should be, but it just makes the creature look more horrifying. The rest of it's body is covered in sleek brown fur. It is about 4 feet tall, not very big. It has thick, stubby legs, unsuitable for long-distance sprinting. I am confused. Am I supposed to battle this blind, fat dog? I have been standing in this spot for over a minute, just studying that creature.

I notice a green substance dripping from its front teeth. Definitely poison. As if it knows that I have discovered its secret, the beast turns its head towards the dark mouth of the Cornucopia and makes a sound that I can only describe as a high pitched laugh. It is a hyena. I learned about it in school back in District Five. On cue, seven other faceless hyenas step out into the moonlight, all slightly smaller than the first one, forming a V with the first hyena at the apex. They all began making that hideous laugh, hurting my ears. They sprint towards me. I turn and run.