Chapter 7
We soon reached a ledge quite near the peak. We decided this was to be where we would stay for a while. As we got further up, we had noticed many more plants had been growing, but there was still snow. We had no idea what to do for food but survive off what we had from the cornucopia. Sitting, we also realised this was a great place to defend, one way in,- the slope. We could maybe, if in doubt of freezing, light a fire because of this. But we had no idea what to do about food when our supplies were to run dry. Our faces were worn down; the last flecks of makeup had rubbed off from Mercy's face from our opening ceremony and I had supposed my face looked as white as the snow surrounding us. It did get rather cold as the evening drew to a close, which reminded me I had a coat in my bag. We decided to drape it over us so we all huddled closer. When we had finally reached this ledge it was cold and rather dark so we couldn't see much, but now it was freezing. We might have to light that fire sooner rather than later. Closing my eyes I drift off for a while listening to the sounds, the wind, Mercy and Darilus' voices, the plants sway. All of a sudden a searing light glared out of proportion, opening my eyes slowly I realised a giant screen filled the air just above us. Why? Why did they do that now! Names started to be called and district numbers of the people who died. The voice off the screen spoke: "district 1 boy, district 2 girl, district 5 girl, district 7 girl," at that Darilus let out a whimper proving he was the district 7 boy. The voice continued: "District 8 boy and girl, district 9 boy and girl, district 11 boy and finally district 12 boy. That'll be all, and remember have fun." The voice finished and the screen turned off leaving blackness. The cries of Darilus could still be heard, Mercy tried comforting him. But I was confused, Darilus was with the dead district 9 girl but he killed another career didn't he? After careful thinking it all made sense, that's why the career pack had just left her to die, she wasn't a career but a tricked helpless girl acting as one. I decided I would keep a list of those who died, tomorrow, if we're alive I'll find something to write with and I'll record it on the clues sheet. I soon drifted again but this time fell into deep sleep forgetting all that had happened from the games today. Maybe tomorrow will be better I hoped. But I knew it wouldn't, I knew the game makers had something in store, I knew we wouldn't be here long.