Turk Radish (D10M)

Knowing well that Oliver's still alive, I carry him piggyback style with my backpack in my arms. Oliver's backpack is with Chance. I was extremely lucky not to get hit by that dagger. Watts has a very large backpack with her, but her arm is twisted a little bit.

We keep walking and walking and walking. Checking my compass, we're going southeast. And we're looking at the mountain in front of us. A very dark and dusty looking one with a mine cart in front of it.

Chance walks into a little thicket he found. "Here we'll stay until we can keep moving on," he says and I don't object. Putting down Oliver, I help Watts set up one tent while Chance sets up the other one. It'll be fine staying here until Oliver gets up again.

Ethan Beck (D8M)

Unlike some people, I'm still here at the Cornucopia rushing down the slope on some roller-skates. I had no idea how to put them on until I found a little strap and went down.

That District 6 girl is bending down to her dead District partner. Ah, young love, always destroyed in the Hunger Games. Grabbing an axe next to a box with 8 and M on it, I throw it at the girl. It rips through her sides and the upper half of her body falls face-first onto the ground while the lower half wobbles a bit, and falls.

I bite my lip. I've killed somebody. Grabbing a backpack, a few axes, and the box, I run as far as I can.

Simon Sherman (D5M)

You seriously didn't expect me to be here, did you? But I'm still here, near the Cornucopia, up in a tree with a bow and arrows, although I don't really know how to use them.

Watching from the top of my tree, I see the girl from 9 (the perfectly snobby one) puking in a bush. I think the kicks from her district partner did her some good. She got kicked in the stomach a lot.

And then I see the girl from 11 walk up to her holding a large rock in her hands. She's bringing it down until the snobby one turns around and barfs on her. Surprised, the girl from 11 drops the rock and it falls on her own chest. She's struggling to get up, but the snobby one steps on her face with what seems like high heeled shoes and shoves an axe through the rock. The girl from 11 suddenly goes limp. And it's dark already. I start to hear cannons one by one. Six of them. Only six. Twenty tributes are still up and running. This must be a slow games.

I duck down in my tree again and start packing. I've seen enough. Everybody's leaving. Somebody might spot me. I'm leaving. And before you could say 'the longest word in the universe multiplied by seventy-four letters solved by twin primes' I zoom away in the direction of an area with lots of capsules with mutts frozen in them and once I pass by, I swear I hear a cracking sound.

Lyander (Li-Li) Darling (D3M)

We've been walking for a long time. It's already nighttime dark. We walked passed some ranch area with stables and wild horses until we found a giant rowboat and hopped in, narrowly escaping the horses.

And Everett is sleeping now inside the rowboat in the middle of the sea while I'm rowing with as much strength as I can. It can't really move without Everett helping, so I stop trying and rest.

Tonight, the sea is beautiful, all rainbow colored because of some weird fish swimming in it. And the moonlight is so heavenly. I've got to say that the gamemakers have made this arena very beautiful.

And then, hearing trumpets or something, I look into the sky and see faces. First there's Cyrus from 1. Surprising! How'd he die?

Then there's that girl from six and then her district partner. Which is not surprising, but it's a far skip everybody in districts 2,3, 4, and 5 are alive. Then, the girl from 10, the girl from 11, and the boy from 12. Done. Anthem and out.

So that's who's dead. I don't want to try to remember who's alive because I hear Everett say in her sleep, "Matteo,"

Okay, that's that. Day 2 is coming up soon. Deaths, injuries, and illnesses below. Wait, no illnesses.

Deaths:
Colleen Tyler, axe through her body by: Ethan Beck
Jessa Matthews, axe in stomach by: Hippolyta Springwell
Injuries:
Everett Myles, cuts on the leg from wild horse chase
Li-Li Darling, kicked by a horse on the back