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Tansy Hepperly (District 10)

I swam up to the surface gasping for air. The water must have kept me down for two minutes at least. I broke up through the water and took in a big breathe of air. The water was still unsteady and waves still managed to force me under. I had to find a way out, the cave was flooding and the area to breathe was perhaps only three inches or so. I swam to the top again, grabbed hold of a loose root from the ceiling and allowed myself to fill my lungs with air. I had to push my head back in an awkward position in order for my mouth to find the air. I didn't have long.

I held my breath and began swimming down under many things, blankets, backpacks and food swam around in the water also. Other tributes were down here. No time to worry. I swam in the direction of the current. Then I saw something that scared me to death. A body, a girl, she was a tribute, barely recognisable now, she was certainly dead. I let out a soundless scream and found myself swimming up once more for the air that had just been replaced by water. That confirmed it then; any tributes down here were already dead.

I held my breath and dived for the last time, I couldn't afford to lose my breath again; the cave was almost completely flooded.

I finally reached something which seemed like a door, I pushed on it as hard as I could but it wouldn't budge. The water the cave and it didn't seem like there was any way out beyond the door. I carry on pushing at the door when suddenly another tribute swam around the corner and told me with his hand to move out of the way. I did and he pushed with great force on the door and managed to open it. The water gushed out quickly and we were both forced along with it through the door.

We ended up at the foot of a ladder; I began climbing not even thinking of the other tribute. I just had to get away as fast as possible. I reached the top quickly and instead of running from the tribute behind me, I just lay on my back and breathed. I didn't know where we were in the arena, I didn't really care all that mattered was that I wasn't underground.

The tribute climbed up the ladder shortly afterwards and lay a few metres away from me. We didn't say anything to each other; we were too focused on getting our breath back.

He scurried up and looked down at me. I could see that it was the boy from District 12. I stood up myself even though my breathing wasn't yet right. I had lost my weapons in the water so I would be useless if he decided to attack me.

"How did you get down there?" he asked me.
"I fell through the floor," I said. However crazy it sounded, it was true. I didn't know where we were. We were surrounded by rocks and mountains.

"Yeah, my district partner slipped down. She died about an hour ago; Poisonous bats. The cave began flooding not long ago."

I guessed that the dead girl I saw was his district partner, poor girl.

"We should find a way out of here," I said. He nodded; I took this as an agreement not to kill each other. We couldn't stay here, where ever 'here' was.

Silver Fairbain (District 1)

I moved some branches out of the way, it must almost be nightfall. We had been walking for hours in circles, searching for tributes that were clearly not here, and even if they were, they were very good at hiding.

There had already been three cannons so Leonis had his dead tributes, we should really head back but, if I'm completely honest, I like Sean's company.

"So, your Grandad was Finnick?" I said, just wanting to make conversation.

"Great-Grandad," he corrected with a smile.

My hand moved towards some berries and I picked a bunch off. I wouldn't eat any berries in the arena- in case they were poisonous; I just wanted to have a look at them. They were very red – too red really, but beautiful. They were the kind you would draw as a child with the brightest crayon.

"We should go back," Sean said. I nodded and dropped the berries down by my side. He was very handsome and you could tell he was a relative of Finnick. He had spiky bronze hair and sea green eyes.

"You done staring?" he said with a wink. I didn't realise I was staring into his eyes. I nodded quickly and smiled.

"How's your arm doing?" he asked me as we walked back to the camp. I had tried to forget about my shoulder, it was painful but nothing too serious. Whatever Sean did to it truly helped.

"It's fine." He showed his pearly white teeth and then scratched the back of his neck. Why weren't there boys like him in District 1? He was so gorgeous and funny and-... I must stop thinking about him like this. I have to be the victor of the 125th Hunger Games. He was going to die, even if I had to kill him. I wish he didn't have to die though. I wished they would allow two victors, but that would never happen, again.

When we reached the camp, Leonis was already there. He told us that he had been chased by trackerjackers and he decided to return.

Jet and Finley still hadn't returned when the anthem played. Then we realised why. When the anthem played Finley's face appeared in the sky. Sean was the first to get angry, being from her district, followed by Leonis. No matter how much they wanted to win and would want her to die anyway. The career alliance wasn't all that we hoped for, we had the right number but many of us may not have volunteered. We had the district 3 tributes to 'make up for' the two who weren't careers but the District 3 tributes were hardly up to career standards.

"I told you we should kill her!" I blurted out. Although Yvette had nothing to do with this, Leonis picked that up.
"She didn't do anything! It was him."

"I'm sure Jet didn't kill Finley," Yvette said to him quietly. She sounded worried about Jet, I didn't know why, he wasn't dead. I realised we were missing the other deaths so quickly looked up in time to see the girl from District 12 vanish, who was the other?

"He was with her though and hasn't returned," Leonis said.

"He might have killed the other tributes. Have you killed anyone? He may have gotten into trouble." This was the most I'd heard Yvette say. She was standing up for her little boyfriend, well big boyfriend, he was the oldest tribute.

"She's right," he finally said. Of course he would say that after the District 7 incident in the bloodbath. I rolled my eyes at him.

Cynara Thistle (District 8)

The incident with the arrow this morning had gotten me shaking. Was it just a coincidence that it hit right there? I still hadn't found any food or water and with all the walking my mouth was a desert. I fell to my knees; I couldn't go on like this. I started to wonder if I was walking away from the water and not towards.

I forced myself to stand up, I had to keep walking. If I stayed here I wouldn't be getting any closer to water. I realised things weren't going in my favour; I had no food, no water, no weapons and nothing to keep me warm. I would probably die from starvation or by freezing to death.

I had to find my way back to the water above the cornucopia. I had to risk it; I couldn't just wait and die from thirst. I began walking in the direction of the Cornucopia. That was when I saw another picture. Was this a re-occurrence in this arena? The picture gave me a chill down my spine, it was of Octa.

I swallowed and looked around, ok, she wasn't in sight. They wouldn't put a dead tribute back in the arena, would they? Was technology so great in the capitol that they could bring a tribute back from the dead?

"Cynara," I heard a voice hiss. I felt like screaming in terror. I continued walking, was I imagining things?

"Cynara," the voice hissed again, it was getting closer. My walk turned into a run and then quickly a sprint. I soon saw the water and sprinted towards it. I crouched down and filled my hands with water before gulping it down. I did this a number of times until my thirst was quenched. The water tasted disgusting but it would have to do.

"Cynara," the same voice, Octa's voice, came from right behind me. I jumped up and fell into the water. I couldn't swim. I splashed around, and managed to pull myself out.

I stood facing Octa, well, a dead Octa. Her face was snow white and her eyes were surrounded by a sleepless dark purple. Her neck was still sliced and as she tilted her head the wound re-opened. It was disgusting. She gave me a creepy smile but didn't move. She was weaponless.

"You idiot," she said and with that she changed into dust.

yes, um, Sorry about Adena :'( I really, really liked her! but yeah...

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And, here's an update on who is where and with who.

Silver, Leonis, Yvette and Sean - Near lake, South east of Cornucopia

Trinnith- North east of Cornucopia in trees.

Terra - North west of Cornucopia in trees.

Tansy and Jai- Unknown, presumably somewhere in the middle of the mountains.

Cynara- Abbove the cornucopia with the water

Hope that helped :) xx