I know now that Alec knows. He told them where I was. How could he? I guess I betrayed the Volturi by letting a few secrets loose but I never thought I'd be caught and have to run from the noose. I ran my fingers across the dusty table inside my temporary prison, I knew the fixed reaping tomorrow would send me to my bigger outdoors one. I tried to think about a reason why to try and win these games but to be honest I felt there was nothing for me to live for in reality. I thought I had a place, a family. Turns out when I need my true family to help he just walks off like a coward and leaves me to die. So why shouldn't I? Maybe I am considering it as a suitable punishment for my brother. He should suffer from my death. After all he will be watching it. I hope the guilt fills him up so he can't sleep at night. And the tears fill him up and he explodes, like dynamite. Would he ever feel like death himself? I guess he might. Why should he? He doesn't deserve it anymore than I do? Is what I did so bad? The room smelt like sausages. I must say there are worse smells than that. Unless they decided not to feed me. Just another of their games and that is that.