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Morning comes too soon; I don't want to get up. Ruka wakes me at dawn. He dresses me in simple clothes, and guides me to the roof. The final preparations will be done in the catacombs under the arena. I nearly fall over when the hovercraft appears out of nowhere, I've never seen one until now. With Ruka's encouragement I place my hands and feet on the rungs, and I'm instantly frozen to the latter. Some kind of current sticks me to the latter until I'm safely inside the hovercraft.

I'm still stuck to the latter when I'm inside the hovercraft; a young man in a white coat approaches me carrying a syringe."Blissa, this is your tracker, it will monitor your location in the arena." I feel I sharp pain in my arm as the needle punctures deep within my arm, placing the tracker.

The latter finally releases me after the simple procedure. They retrieve Ruka and were off. A young girl guides us to breakfast in another room. I not hungry at all because the knots in my stomach, but I know I'll need all the strength I can get. I eat and stuff myself until I can't possible hold another bite.

Soon enough the windows black out, meaning where close to the arena. Ruka and I make our way back to the latter; it drops us off in the catacombs underneath the arena. We follow the instructions that lead us to the Launch Room. Its better name is the stockyard, where animals go right before their slaughter.

Everything is a blur; I brush my teeth and shower. Ruka puts my hair up so it won't get in my way later. The outfit arrives in no time, the same for all the tributes. Nobody knows what will lie in the box but we learn soon. Ruka helps me into the plain undergarments, slowly but it works. Then the dark brown pants that cover every inch of my legs. Baggy but supportive, the hip lines falls right under my huge abdomen, which I'm thankful for. And a leather belt that goes with it. Ruka helps me put a tight, thin, black shirt over my undergarment, seems pointless but I have to wear it. The second shirt is much better than I could have hoped for; its loose right over my stomach and it's soft. It is also the same color as my pants. The last thing is a big jacket that falls to my waist.

"This jacket stops wind and traps body heat, so there might be some cold winds." I nod Ruka's right, I need to be prepared.

He slips on the leather boots over my thick fleecy socks. I'm glad I have boots, good for running.

When were done adjusting the outfit and seeing if it fits right, Ruka pulls my hands into his.

"Be safe darling." He tries to hide the fear in his voice but I hear it.

"I'll do my best." He kisses me on both cheeks and steps back. Something comes to mind that I need to say before I go into the bloodbath.

"Tell, her Ruka, she needs you." He twists his head around to look at me.

"Tell Andra you're in love with her, she needs you." I try to smile but I can tell it doesn't look real. He nods his head and looks away.

I spend my time twisting the ring around my finger, and breathing. I can't allow myself to think of the possibilities of the arena. As time ticks away I can feel my nerves turn into pure terror.

A female voice announces its time to go, Ruka and I embrace one last time.

"Tell Maganda I need her." I whisper. He nods.

I take my place in the metal plate that will guide me up to the arena.

"Remember, be careful, and be smart." The glass cylinder lowers around me and cuts of Ruka's voice. He mouths words to me. Back straight, head high. I pick them up easily and adjust accordingly. I place one hand on my stomach instinctively.

The cylinder begins to rise and so does my fear. I'm in the dark for a few seconds then sunlight floods my small space. I greeted with the cold wind wiping at my body.

I hear the familiar voice of Claudius Templesmith, as it echoes around the open space.

"Ladies and gentleman let the Seventy-third Hunger Games begin!"

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