WOW! Instantaneous feedback! I like it! XD I know you have all been anxiously waiting to know the answer- so here it is. Autum is not dead. :) And here is the next chapter- continuing from her POV.

(Sorry that it took so long to put this up- I'm very busy right now. My friends and I are doing a Real-Life-Hunger Games and it's less than a week away. I'm the genius behind it all and it's stressing me out trying to get ready. It'll be so much fun! ^_^ You can read about it in two-weeks when I publish the story about it.

I know all you but Autum are groaning right now. ;)


Wha...?

Crap. I shouldn't have done that.

My head hurts...

God, it does hurt...

But... but were am I?

Maybe I should open my eyes and see...

That would be good.

Ugh... but my head hurts...

Am... Am... I dead?

No... I don't think my head would hurt then...

It's so... tempting...

It would be so eady... to just...

...go back to sleep...

But... but... this is the Hunger Games...

...I could be killed at any second...

I don't care...

Yes, I do!

I want to win!

There can be four winners this game!

I can win!

I can win!


I rolled to my feet, slowly of course, trying to ignore the head-splitting dizziness that accompanied it.

And I did the only logical thing- I gazed around me.

Behind me, it looked like an... an ocean. And I was on the bank of the beach and gazing out onto the water, I began to study it carefully. The arena appeared to be made of several islands- each with a different terrain.

The furthest one from here looked like a rocky, alpine area.

Another one looked like a jungle. She did NOT want to go there.

Marsh.

Dessert.

Ash- a volcano, maybe.

Grassland.

And in the middle of the circle of islands was... another one. One that was bare beach- except for the huge tower in the middle. Not a sky-scraper, but something like resembled the leaning-tower of pisa- one that she had seen in the history books.

It was instantly destroyed when China had gone to war with Italy, the bombing was too great. Italy was instantly wiped out under China's secret advanced technology.

If anything, that tower would be where they would draw the tributes together in the end. Nice and open- thousands of passageways... anything could be there. Especially Cornucopia.

Especially Cornucopia.

What connected all the islands together appeared to be floating bridges and bouyes. There was one leading to my island a little to my left and I testily stepped onto it. It sunk slightly under my weight, but kept upright. I began to walk back and forth on it- seeing the ripple reaction of the bouncing bridge. My feet were constantly sub-merged with a few inches of water.

But I could deal.

But I wouldn't.

'Cause there was a forest behind me.

And I like, forests.


I stepped down off the bouys and back onto the thin banks of the ocean sand. Instantly, I realized how white and perfect the sand was. Perect for showing blood seep out of tributes. The blood would shine perfectly on the whiteness of the sand.

I kicked my foot into the sand with disqust.

How could the capitol be so cruel?

I felt anger continue to spark within me, an overpowering, uncontainable anger, as I raise my foot to kick the sand again.

Then I see the footprints.

But not my footprints.

And it clicks.


Stupid ending, I know, I really just had to do that stuff this chapter- trust me. The next one will be better.

-Eh.

-E.O.E.