Phillip Sortaek- Head Gamemaker
The life of a Gamemaker is never boring. We don't just work during the games and then have a 50-week vacation. No, we work year-round building the arena. Being Head Gamemaker is especially stressful. Oh, sure you get the praise if the Games are a hit, but if they flop, you might just find yourself in a "private meeting" with President Snow. You don't want that. Frederick Snow is the grandson of Corionalus, the president during the Fire Rebellion, and he's inherited the brains and the ruthlessness.
"Mr. Sortaek, the President wants to see you." My secretary's message interrupts my thoughts, and has the extra effect of drenching me in a wave of terror. I try to think it through rationally. It's probably nothing, he probably just wants to discuss the Games. I look up and nearly hit a wall. Without me noticing it, my feet have taken me to President Snow's office. I stand outside for a little while, and decide to just go in.
I am immediately struck by his office. I am new to the post of Head Gamemaker, and have never been in the President's office. He has deep mahogany walls and a large flag of Panem. What I really see, though, is the pictures. As far as I can see, he has a drawing of every victor since he became President. They all have a splatter of red. Paint, or… He notices me, and speaks.
"Phillip. Thank you for being punctual. I loathe people who have no respect for others' time." I resolve right then and there to never be late for a meeting with him. He continues, "I am worried about these Games. Lately, the Games have been… lackluster."
"Sir, don't worry. I have a special twist planned for these Games. Panem will never forget this year."
"Good. I just hope it is because the Games are spectacular, not because the Head Gamemaker made a fool of himself and then had an unfortunate accident." Oh, so he's openly threatening me now. Better assuage his doubts.
"Don't worry, sir. Not only will you have no reason to execute me, but these games will be the most interesting non-Quell Games since the Fire Rebellion."
"Good. Thank you, Phillip, you may go."
Phew! As I leave, all I can think about is that I am still alive. Better start working on that twist...
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