Zayn, D1 (17)

Ajax and Cloe take the first watch.

Halfway through the night, I wake and hear them talking.

"…becoming way too powerful." Cloe is saying

"Yes, we have to kill her now, before she kills us, too. You saw her with Ivy. She would happily do that to any one of us." Ajax replies.

"You want to do the honours?"

"Yeah, ok."

"Go on, then. Make sure she doesn't wake up first."

"I will"

Their voices are followed by the sound of footsteps, a cannon and Cloe's sigh of relief. I climb out of my tent.

"Who?" I ask, "Who's dead?"

"Chive," grins Cloe. I sigh like sis and go back into my tent.

"Thanks!" I call over my shoulder. I don't know if she heard me.

Lyric, D9 (13)

Boom!

The cannon woke Lyric instantly. Her doe-like eyes gazed around fearfully before she worked out that she was safe, so went back to her gentle singing.

"Ring-a-ring-a roses, a pocket full of posies. A-tishoo! A-tishoo! We all fall down…"

Little did she know, she wasn't the only one in those tunnels…

Eloisa, D5 (17)

Water, I must find water… The sound of waterfalls stops as suddenly as it started.

The cannon startles me, and I almost trip over a boy lying at the side of the tunnel. He has sandy blonde hair and, more importantly, a pack. I disentangle it from his fingers and go through the contents. He has some food and four bottles of water, three of which are untouched.

I breathe a sigh of relief and slit his throat. Then I clean my hands, a luxury I have not enjoyed in the past few days. My hands are filthy, covered in blood and dirt. Thank goodness for this water.

Suddenly, I hear the notes of a song drifting up the tunnel towards me.

"Ring-a-ring-a roses, a pocket full of posies. A-tishoo! A-tishoo! We all fall down..."

It's quite a pretty song, and a foolish mistake on the singer's part. Something inside tells me that the little girl singing is my enemy, the one who killed Nick.

She must die.

Mindora:

When a body came in, the Morgue was a different place entirely. Suddenly, Mindora thought, everyone appeared from the shadows and did something. It was very impressive.

Then again, 'everyone' was five people, Mindora included. Moll ran it all, with Mindora as her runner. Then there were the two make up artists and the only person who didn't touch the body: Pia, the older lady who ran the computer room single-handedly. The clothes were sorted by Moll.

The boy from eight was Mindora's third job, and the easiest so far.

There was something about working as a team like this, thought Mindora as she collected another make up set, it's wonderful to be so involved.

So her first days were a success. But the games weren't over yet…

Shayli, D7 (Via Mackenzie)

I wake around dawn, then again at dusk. Last night, I yelled so much, my mother had to knock me out so I would shut up. We have no painkillers or anaesthetics, so my head is still throbbing.

When she sees that I am awake and remotely calm, my mother moves me onto the sofa so I can watch the games.

The day is drawing to a close, but they do show a bit of a clip of Emeara and Tyler for a minute or two.

They seem to be finding it hard to work out how to control the software. They've figured out a few things, like how to show the whole arena and see where the tributes are, but they're rather clueless, really.

I grin. They're struggling. That means they would be totally defenceless if a career came in.

I hope one does.

A/N: That really was a very short chapter. I'm afraid I cannot at all guarantee longer chapters from here... Especially not next chapter, which is the recap chap! But anyway... they will eventually get longer.

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