Day 11. 45% darkness. (Looks like it's always sunset)
Flashes of darkness are in effect.
Arena tilted at 12 degree (slight slope, circular objects begin to rolls when placed on what appears to be flat surfaces)
Dead tributes: Seth, Ezra, Eden, Vein, Gaet, Tidus, Tyler, Solice, Frae, Sarah, Elidh, korthos, Quin, Lars, Tain, Tyra, Daniel, Cell, Dylen, Finitie, Terris, Raph and Jet.
Living tributes: Faith, Croy, Gloria, Riki, Shine, Thalia, Kiylee, Veron, Tylon, Hecate, Caitlyn, Annubis, Clara and Teak

Gloria closed her eyes as tightly as she could in an attempt to block out any sounds. Through it all his voice was still stuck in her head, repeating sentences that he had said to her.

"Keep your head down and eyes closed."

No matter how hard she tried, she could still hear the screaming.

"Wait until I come back for you."

She couldn't fight it any more, she had to look.

"Don't believe what you see, they try to fool you."

As soon as her eyes opened she regretted it.

"I'll protect you."

Meanwhile

Teak dug her teeth into a bread roll as she walked. Aware of, but not caring about the massive leaf vortex in the west.

As she walked along a random street, she couldn't help but notice a cloud of fog gathering around her.

"Game makers, do something with the fog or tell it to get lost."

In reply, the fog separated and formed the shape of an urban nightmare. (Urban nightmares look mostly humanoid except they have no ears. On the upside, they looked extra frightening due to their claws and horns. The nightmare was made of gas with two piercing red eyes on its head and another massive eye on its chest.)

Teak unsheathed her black dragon scale sword with a flash of light and a burst of heat as small flames skimmed across the edge of the blade, licking weakly at the air.

All of a sudden, a voice began to speak out of her wrist band. "You may fight the nightmare, or you can buy him for all of your money."

Teak smiled and looked up to the sky. "May I take a look at it first?"

"You may; if you buy it." The voice replied

"Fine, take my money."

Almost immediately the urban nightmare lurched forward and dived straight through Teak's stomach, leaving only the barest scratch.

"The nightmare is totally made up of gas except for the nail on its left index finger, it is almost entirely incapable of fighting, it is only to be used for psychological warfare."

"Why are you giving me all this stuff?" Teak asked the wristband while the nightmare swayed eerily in the wind.

"For the same reason we host this game, to punish those who deserve it."

Teak nodded and thought of Croy, he was going to be so freaked out when he saw the nightmare. Let's see Croy shoot this. She thought to herself as she watched the nightmare in awe.

Meanwhile

Clara and the other girls were surprised to see an entire world under their feet (Their feet, were as of the moment, currently upside down on the roof)

"Now how do we get down?" Caitlyn asked as she fiddled with her tiara (Token)

"I think we have to take the stairs..." Hecate trailed off in her own thoughts; she always did find it odd that every house had stairs that led to the roof.

"Let's roll." Said Caitlyn as she pointed in a random upwards direction.

Clara chuckled and the three girls headed towards the stairs that led to the roof. It quickly became apparent that there was something odd about these stairs.

"There has to be a trick to this place." Clara said thoughtfully to any one who would listen.

The next ten minutes were spent searching for trap doors and hidden buttons: without success.

Finally, it finally dawned on Hecate what had to be done, under the stairs was hollow and something about that was bugging her. "Help me pull down the stairs, just see what happens..."

The three girls tugged on the stairs together, causing the stairs to break off and smash through the roof, landing on the building 10 meters bellow them.

Under the girls was an entire city built under the original city. It looked almost identical to the city up above except for two things, all the buildings were black and this city still had a skyscraper, a skyscraper made of weapons. The underground world had an artificial sun, just like the upper world.

"So, now what do we do?" Hecate asked in an annoyed tone, it seemed like they had reached a dead end, the stairs were perfect to land on, but it was still 7.5 meters away, to far to jump.

Only seconds later, a rope fell from the hole that the stairs left.

"Looks like only one or two of us can go down." Hecate said grimly.

"I'll stay." Clara said with a dark expression.

Caitlyn nodded her thanks.

Clara hugged her team mates and felt sad to know that these were actually her enemies. "I'm sorry it had to come to this."

Caitlyn's eyes weld up with tears. "I'm going to miss you..." Caitlyn finally broke down in tears. She had gotten close to Clara and she didn't want to leave her.

Hecate smiled sadly and had to fight back tears herself. "I... I... oh gosh... s...s...s...see ya..."

after a few minutes, Hecate had tied the rope to herself and Caitlyn with the other end already attached to Clara's stomach for support.

Slowly, Hecate and Caitlyn were being lowered down the hole to the floor below, they were only a few feet down when Clara realized how heavy they were. Quickly, Clara searched for something to hold onto just in case. The only thing she could see was a metal pipe that was on the other side of the room.

After a few more seconds, the pulley began to stretch and looked as though it was on the verge of breaking. Clara realized what would happen if the pulley broke, so she wrapped the remaining rope around her shoulder and rushed to grab onto the metal pipe, her hands getting hold of it just as the pulley smashed off entirely.

Even with her grip on metal pipe, Clara was nearly dragged down the hole by the weight of the two tributes at the end of the rope.

At the bottom of the rope, Hecate and Caitlyn were swaying uncontrollably from left to right. It became apparent that something was very wrong when part of the metal that the pulley system was supported on fell down and hit Hecate on the head.

"Did the pulley break?" Hecate screamed in horror, knowing how deadly it would be if it was.

"Uhhhhh... Kinda." Clara said reluctantly.

"Are you alright? Can you keep feeding us rope?" Caitlyn asked curiously with fear clearly evident.

"I'll try." Clara assured them as she let go of the pipe with one hand in an attempt to release more rope.

The instant she released a tiny bit of rope, it all began to unfurl rapidly. Clara yelped out and grabbed onto the rope, burning her hand as it slowed down.

As Clara fought with all her strength to hold onto the pipe and steady the rope, the unthinkable happened, an electric hatch from the roof (That was formally the floor) opened and several boxes of explosives fell out of it. Across the other side of the room, a fuse that led to the explosives was lit and slowly began to travel toward the explosives.

Clara watched in terror as the flame on the end of the fuse traveled towards her doom. The flame was moving amazingly slow and was obviously a game makers specific invention.

In a second of forgetfulness, Clara let go of the pipe with both hands to try and go and put out the flame, but she was almost immediately dragged towards the hole when she released her grip.

Before she could be dragged down to her death along with Caitlyn and Hecate, she grabbed onto the metal pipe again.

She had to put out the fuse somehow, but she couldn't get near it without letting go of the pipe, if she did, she would be dragged down and killed by the 10 meter fall. If she held on, the fuse would explode and kill her anyway.

"What's going on up there?" Hecate yelled out.

"There's a bunch of explosives, but I can't get to it with your weight holding me down."

Clara thought to herself how she could get to it, this was obviously a special fire, throwing a shoe at it probably wouldn't put it out.

I could get to it if they weren't holding me down. Clara reached into her pocket and flicked out a knife.

"Clara! What's going on, what are you doing." Hecate screached.

If they weren't holding me down...

Clara placed her knife on the rope and began to cry. "Please forgive me..."