Chapter 8
The fire makes crackling noises as the smoke rises up into the dark air. It's beautiful, lighting up the dark night. I throw a knife at a salamander. I just throw the knives for fun. I take out the knives and put them back in my knife holder, which wraps around my upper body.
I fall asleep with my head on my arm, holding a knife in my hand for protection in case I'm attacked. Next thing I know, it's morning, but I go back to sleep. It's a very quiet, light sleep.
I hear a loud crash and a loud buzzing. I awaken and see a ton of Tracker Jackers swarming. I dash for the lake to soothe any stings I have. I have a pain in my hand, but I keep dashing for the lake. I jump in and the cool water soothes the pain.
I stay in there for awhile, I'm lucky not to receive any hallucinations, like Tracker Jackers can give you. In case you didn't know, Tracker Jackers are genetically engineered wasps who's stings hurts really bad, causes hallucinations, and sometimes death.
Cato, Marvel, and I are in the lake. Did Glimmer and the District 4 girl, Aurelia, survive? I hope so. Peeta wasn't here either, but I don't really care about him.
"Now that our stings are soothed, I'm going back to check the situation out." Cato says
"Alright, be safe." I tell him.
Cato stalks off and he's gone for at least fifteen minutes. He comes back and announces,
"Aurelia and Glimmer are dead, Katniss has Glimmer's bow and arrows. and Peeta attacked me. I cut into his thigh with my sword." I play with my hair, carefully twirling it around and around my finger.
We all walk back to the Cornucopia and we all take some food, scarf it down, and relax under the cabana-like tent. I practice throwing knives at a squirrel that I killed about 10 times.
"Hey guys, look, a fire!" Marvel points to the smoke rising from the forest.
More chasing.
Ugh.
