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Two cannons went off, waking Julia from her sleep. Dylan was already awake and dividing the rations for breakfast, they still had most of the bread and they were planning on making it last a while. Julia sat up and Dylan smiled as he saw she was awake.

"Any idea who?" Julia asked in relation to the cannons.

"Nope." He answered, passing her ration of the bread over to her. She took it and nibbled at it as she got her thoughts together, they needed their strength today. They had decided to venture out to another part of the area. They had been safe in the mountains so far but the careers were probably on the move themselves and if they hadn't found them in any of the other sections it wouldn't be long until they invade their happy little camp. It was only a matter of time until they bumped into someone and it was better if they were active rather than sitting between some rocks, it also wasn't very entertaining so they had to get a move on if they didn't want to feel the gamemaker's wrath.

When they were ready they gathered their stuff, filled up their water bottles and went on their way out of the mountain area.

It was a bit of a trek getting back, neither of them had realised how far they had gone. They finally got to the edge of the meadow and hid behind some rocks to rest for a few minutes and to decide where to go. As they surveyed the arena a sudden thought jumped into Dylan's mind and he realised something he hadn't even thought about before.

"Hey Julia, have you noticed how there are five different areas in the arena?" He asked, his mind still catching up with his realisation.

"Technically there's six, if you count the meadow." She corrected, not trying to follow his train of thought.

"Well yeah, but look at how they're shaped. The same size, perfect distance from the cornucopia, and I don't know if you noticed, but the further we were into the mountain range, the narrower it seemed to get." Dylan explained to her, she had a slightly blank expression on her face.

"Ok...so?"

"So, it's a star!" Dylan smiled. "The arena is shaped like a star! That's why there are five different areas and why they get thinner the further they go. We're in a star!" Julia just stared at him for a moment, slightly dampening his great epiphany.

"So what does that mean? What difference does it make?"

"I don't know, we could use it to advantage, make it work in our favour."

"How?"

"I don't know. But I'm sure there's some way to do that." Dylan shrugged. Julia thought about it, it was a good idea but it would take some planning and their current location could be easily comprimised.

"First things first, lets find somewhere safe to plan this." Julia commanded, Dylan smiled at her ontake of his idea before looking back to see if the coast was clear for them to move to a different area.

"Hold up, careers over there." He pointed over to the outskirts of the desert area. They went back into the mountain area to hid for a moment while they came up with a plan. It took them a good while, but when they were done they emerged into the field and there was no one in sight. As quick as they could they ran across to the desert area.

They snuck across what they presumed to be the side of the arena and crouched down behind some rocks, it was there that inspiration struck Julia and she drew out her plan in the sand. Together they came up with a plan to trap the careers now they just had to wait for opportunity to strike.

Dylan looked over the rocks and saw that the coast was clear so he ran towards the curnucopia, Julia stayed behind the rocks and kept watch. The first part of the plan was to get some decent weapons and seeing as the careers and used the cornucopia to stache their goods Dylan was spoilt for choice. He'd made his way towards the back of the cornucopia, trying to decide which weapon would be best, when he heard the signal from Julia that someone was coming. He jumped behind a pile of backpacks a glimpsed out at the arena. He couldn't see anyone. He strained his ears to hear something but there was nothing. He took a deep breath and craned his neck round as far as he dared. He braced himself for the impact of a weapon. His mind had readied itself to die. But nothing. Why did she call then? Maybe she didn't. Maybe he was hearing things, his mind playing tricks on him. He'd convinced himself it was just in his head and began his search again when he heard a sound that he knew was real.

Her scream.

Dylan picked up the first weapon to hand and ran out to the desert area. Straight away he saw the boy from 1 standing over the rocks with a smile on his face and there was blood running across the sand from behind the rocks. Dylan saw red. That idiot wasn't even looking at him he'd easily get close and kill him. He was glad that he'd picked up the spear. Long, sharp and easy to kill wi-

He stopped in his tracks. Something had hit him. Something sharp. He looked down at his chest. An arrow. He looked back up to see the girl from 1 holding the bow and laughing manically. He hadn't even seen her. He fell to his knees. He could feel the blood pouring out of him. So much blood. Oozing out of his chest. It was everywhere. He didn't know he had this much blood. So this was it. This is all he came to. So much blood.

Two cannons went off.