I scream. I've never ever in my life seen the living dead.
"Shut up Emerald! I just wanted to say good bye before I join district thirteen and assist with the rebellion." He says.
"Y-your alive?" I ask in a dumb voice.
"Yeah, now just don't speak of this to anyone- ever. I'd also recomend you don't say anything about seeing a ghost or zombie in the areana because they'll think you're insane. Well, I guess this is good bye for good, so ciao!" Max says as he steps onto the hover craft.
I stare dumbly at the sky for a matter of seconds and pass out. You would too if you thought your brother was dead, and he just sort of waved down from a hover craft and said ciao. I wake up with a small vial that says burn ointment. I look at my arms and legs and see that they're badly sunburnt.
I dig out the burn ointment, and put it on my skin, and scream out in pain. My fingers are blistering, and begin to peel. This is literally burnt ointment. I decide to get a move on, but I decide that before I do, I'll take a swim, I just love water. After splashing around for a while, somebody peeks out of the bushes with a sword drawn.
"Would you mind waiting? I gotta get back to camp." I say.
"Uh, sure?" she answers. She looks like she's district 9- hunting (Authors note- sorry to interrupt, but district 9 is supposed to be unofficially hunting, so yeah,) I pick up my knife and wrench her sword out of my "friend's" hand.
"Join my forces, or die." I say. She cowers. "Oh, I don't mean that. If you didn't join me, I let you get away safely." I hear a sigh of releif from her as I turn around to pack up camp, which is the stupidest move I've made in my life.
An angry sharp blade trails down my back, staining it with blood. I yelp out in pain, and manage to kill the district nine girl when she has turned around, thinking I'm unconsious, before I pass out. Lots of passing out today, huh?