I walk through the forests, holding my blow-pipe in my hand.
I'm prepared to use it.
I killed my first perso… tribute 4 days ago, after I shot them in the neck with this blow-pipe. I recognised them too, Tassel from District 1. She had killed before, I saw her torture one of the boys from 6 to death.
I listened to him scream from the tree I was hiding in, unable to do anything. Eventually a cannon replaced the sounds of his screams.
The hovercraft picked up his body, and she stayed there, sitting up, playing with his District Token.
I don't think I could have done it if she was asleep.
I position the dart – conveniently poisoned with nectar from the blood red plant next to me – and give it a sharp blow, sending it straight into her neck.
The cannon went off a few seconds later.
And after that, a silk parachute floated out of the sky, carrying the first good meal I had eaten for days. A reward if you will. The silk of the parachute reminded me of a dress I have at home, and I held it close, wishing I was back. I almost cried. Almost.
Crying's more or less suicide here.
And right now I'm looking for someone else to kill.
It could have been worse; she was a killer, and her District partners, Tinsel, Pierce and Trinket. They probably deserved it.
Again, probably.
I hear a clashing sound from my right, around 100m away, and it sounds like a fight. I should probably stay safe, far away. It would be better to stay away.
It takes me about 30 seconds to get through to the battle, and it would have taken less if it wasn't for the thickets and trees that whipped past me, not to mention the fallen logs I have to dodge around or jump over. 2 cannons have rung out in those 30 seconds though, and when I get there, I am surprised to see 4 people I recognise. I only learnt a few names, of the Careers mostly.
The people that stand, lie or sit in front of me are all the remaining District 1 tributes, Trinket and Pierce lie dead on the floor; while Tinsel is standing over a boy I recognise well, one of the two boys from my District, Haymitch.
He holds a knife, and I sweep my eyes around the scene, deducing that Haymitch must be responsible for the girl and the boy's death.
Tinsel seems to have the upper hand now though.
Acting quickly, I put the pipe to my mouth and blow, shooting a dart into the boy's next, and he falls.
I step forward, trying to act calm and collected in front of him, even though my heart is pounding furiously.
"We'd live longer with the two of us" I say, sounding calm and in control, while feeling nothing like that.
"I guess you just proved that" he says, gesturing towards Tinsel
"Allies?"