A day has gone by, and I haven't seen anyone. I have just finished packing up my camp when I hear something coming from not too far off. I hear a gurgled cry which is quickly stopped. I grab my supplies and go to investigate. I peek through the trees to see the boy from District 5 who killed the one that was going to club me. His name is Ethan, and he is standing over a now dead girl from District 8. From what I remember she's about seventeen, and a complete scaredy cat. I decide it's best to get out of there and do just that. While I ate and rested, I came up with some different strategies. My mentor, some snappy lady named Cara, had given me no help whatsoever. Her advice was to die quick. My idea's were a little more, likeable. One was to try to stay out of everybody's way until near the end, while another was to get in there and kill off as many as I can. Another was to not get into too much, but not hide away. If something happens, then if happens. I had decided I liked the third option the best. While walking through the forest watching and listening for anything, I thought about the previous night. After walking around for a while, I somehow stumbled across this sort of secret cave. It is almost impossible to find, but I came across it by accident. I was walking alongside a rock wall when I tripped and some smaller rocks bounced over to the wall. Then I saw them disappear under a spot. When I went over to check it out and I discovered that there was a very small opening in the rock face, only about two inches. After further inspection I found a large rock that if I moved it, I could access this roomy underground cave. It was amazing. It went down several meters, making a tall roof, and the main cavern was several meters wide. The perfect place to set up camp for the night. I can make a fire and not be seen, as well. Then I realize that there may be something else in the caver already, but the only other way out is blocked off as well. Still, when I felt safe enough to go to sleep, I had crawled into a small shelf that was hard to spot in the dimness. It made an even better hiding place for me, as well as my supplies.
The sound of trickling water brings me back to reality. After further inspection I come across a shallow river. After a few minutes of watching it for signs of danger, I decide to go get a drink. My canister still has plenty, but if I get the chance might as well drink some and refill my canister. I go over to the edge of the water and hear two cannons. Someone else must have been killed. Well, I'll find out who tonight. I'm just about to take a drink when there's a loud rustling in the forest farther east than where I was. I jump up and grab my knife out of my belt, just in time to see two boys come jumping out. One looks like he's chasing the other one. I quickly recognize them as twelve year old boy from District 7 named Noah; he's the one being chased, and the fifteen year old boy from District 2, named Leo, who's doing the chasing. Leo has a medium sized axe in his hand and is slashing away at Noah. After thinking it over quickly, I put on my backpack as not to lose it and wait, in case someone one comes near me. This is what I meant by what happens happens. Noah sees me and I see the desperate look in his eyes. Then Leo comes up behind him and ends it. That's when he notices me. We both hear the cannon go off as we face each other, weapons out. However, neither of us do anything. We just stand there, staring at each other. After a few minutes of this, Leo speaks.
"Listen. I've never been one for these games. I hate the whole idea, as I'm sure everybody does. But they all watch it on TV. I don't. I think you do, though. So, you want to team up? I could be really useful, as you can tell. And you, I saw you at the Cornucopia, you're fast." His voice is nicer then I thought it'd be. I hesitate for a second, and then reply.
"You seem serious. It's Leo, right?" This may be the first time I've said anything the entire games. He nods.
"Yep, and you are again?"
"Kady. District 9."
"So, you in for an alliance?" he asks hopefully. I hesitate a second longer, and then nod slowly.
"Ok." Leo smiles at that. Then he turns towards where he had come from.
"Come on."
"Just let me fill up my canister." I quickly do that and follow him. We talk a bit, but I know this alliance can't last. One of us is going to have to die eventually, but I shake all thoughts of the kind aside and focus on the day. If you worry too much about things like that, you'll be distracted and someone could sneak up on you. While we walk, I wonder if he's just going to trick me, but somehow I don't think so. This seems real.
Soon we reach a spot in the forest that looks the same as any other, but Leo is looking for something. He seems to find it, and "it" is a dark green backpack hidden in the roots of a tall tree.
"So," he starts, "I don't know what you got from the first day, but I didn't do too bad. Here." He lays out his supplies while I watch for signs of danger. In the backpack is a flashlight, thin blanket, a box of various medicines, and a smaller bag which he opens to reveal three dried fruit strips and some kind of raw meat.
"The meat is squirrel. I caught it yesterday." Then he lays out his remaining supplies not in the backpack. The axe I saw him use earlier and a pocket full of berries.
"What do you have?" he asked. I quickly lay out my supplies, which consist of my sweatshirt, box of matches, loaf of bread, two granola bars, my water canister which I keep tied to my belt, my gray hat, and then my long knife and spear. Leo is impressed. We divide up the food evenly into our packs, as well as I give him some matches and he gives me some medicine. The rest of our own things we keep. We also work out a call to make in case we're separated and need to find each other. One is a simple bird call, a sparrow, for are you there, and the other is slightly louder. I'm not sure what bird it is, but it means, here I am.
The rest of the day we trek through the forest together. He shows me some basic snares along the way, telling it was how he caught the squirrel. We keep going until it's almost nightfall. The only three who've died today are apparently the girl I saw that morning, the boy Noah, and another girl from District 11. I decide to show him the cave, which we set up camp in and sleep the rest of the night in peace.