Night fell, and Derek felt nothing but tiredness. He never wanted to kill. Had he successfully got a weapon, he might have tried to commit suicide. But the district 2 girl marched at him and his instinct was to run. And now he had nothing but a green backpack with a few crackers, an orange juice packet and a sleeping bag.

The Capitol anthem was played, and the little words "The Fallen" appears. He did not really want to know who died; he might have preferred it more to have his name on the sky. But nevertheless, he was curious to see who has died.

The first to appear was his district partner, hovering above the words "District 3". Ouch, he thought, Candice. He had no attachment towards that person; he did not even know her, but after all, she was from home. He felt nothing but emptiness, to watch the soulless face passed away, and another face appeared on the sky.

The boy from district 6. Both from district 7, 8 and 9. The girls from district 10, 11 and 12. The sky resumed to darkness.

So 13 left, he thought. He snapped his eyes shut, turned to another side and slept inside his little cave.