I crouched down so the tall grasses were concealing me and I peered through them and the rain at District 11. I saw he was sleeping, so I took this as my chance to approach him. I got up and slowly walked towards him as quietly as I could in the mud as he lay still asleep. I pull out Clove's knife and raise it, ready to attack, when Eleven starts to stir. He tries to get up, but I kick him in the ribs and pin him to the ground with my foot. He starts squirming and clawing at my feet, but I only kick him again, knocking the wind out of him. He then tries to grab my leg and flip me over, but I slice at his hand before he has a grip on my leg. I kick him again, only this time in the nose, breaking it and causing blood to flow freely. I give him a sadistic smirk and I laugh menacingly. "Trying to run away?" I say. He gives me an angry look and whips out a small knife and tries to stab my leg, but I kick him in the hand and the knife goes flying. "Big mistake." He says and he starts to get up. "Like I'm afraid of you?" I say with a snicker. He growls and lunges at me, but I hold out Clove's knife and slash at his face. He falls to his knees in the mud groaning in pain and I kick him down again. He has cuts all over his face and his nose is fairly crooked. I grab my spear and pin him to the ground with my foot again and this time he doesn't make any moves to attack. "You killed her." I say. I can see the utter look of confusion on his face as some lightning strikes. "You mean the knife girl?" He says with a cough. "Her name was Clove!" I yell and I press the tip of the spear to his neck. "She was the only person I loved and you killed her!" I can feel the rage inside of me starting to fill my body and I know I'm about to lose it. "Well this is for Clove, you bastard." I growl and I shove the spear into his neck. I don't bother pulling the spear out, since I'm still fuming with anger. I look up into the sky and let the rain pour onto my face. I'm furious and I can't help the words I'm about to say. "Is that what the audience wanted? They wanted a good, bloody show? Well, they got it. I hope you're all so fucking happy!" I make sure the last words are dripping with sarcasm. I walk over to Eleven's old campsite and I see the bag meant for Clove and I from the feast, as well as the one meant for Eleven. I open up my pack and I find everything Clove and I would have needed: Another set of throwing knives for Clove and a week's supply of food. Then at the bottom of the bag, I come across a velvety fabric, so I pull it out and I notice it looks like a bodysuit. I unfold it and it looks just like it would be Clove's size. Then I reach in the bag to find another, this one being my size. Now I realized what these are. Body armor. Why would Clove and I have needed body armor though? I shake my head and fold up the suits, putting them back in the pack. I grab some food and eat a small portion, trying to save the rest for tomorrow. I grab Eleven's old sleeping bag and blanket and try my best to fall asleep, because tomorrow I hunt down the girl from District 5. I think of how my District will treat me as Victor until I fall asleep to the sound of rain pouring on the tarp above me.