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Ulysses
The male Tribute.
He tells me he is seventeen.
He talks calmly.
He talks confidently.
He says he is good with a spear.
But he still looks scared.
He is attractive.
Great.
I know what's it's like to be attractive.
It's horrible.
If he wins…
He'll become me.
He'll become someone who hates life.
He'll become an empty shell.
He'll be Lost.
Just like I am.
I hope he doesn't win.
It will be better if he is dead.
But he's my tribute.
So I have to help him.
I have to help him win.
I have to help him become like me.
And hate life.