Twelve people sat around a table, one for each district. The district twelve leader, Amy Johnson, looked especially grim. No one from twelve could get over the deaths of Katniss and Peeta. She held out the berries, and, without thinking about it, a gamemaker sent a grenade. The whole Capitol was embarrassed as there was no winner, but District 12 was devastated. They finally thought they could have a Victor, other than the drunk Haymitch, but the Capitol just took away their chance, and the whole district hated them for that. Even so long after, the whole nation was feeling the impact.
"Well," said the Capitols new president, Zoe Dawson, "here we shall uncover the Quarter Quell envelope. When they were first made, it was believed that the 100th Quarter Quell is going to be an even more interesting than ever!"
Most of the room wasn't as excited as Zoe, but only Amy wasn't smiling at all. Zoe opened the envelope and, passing it round, people began to read the letter, smiling with excitement.
"Right," she said, "Let's get started!"
*
Zoe stood on a podium, her bright red hair shining against the sun. Screaming crowds cheered as she leant into the microphone.
"As my first year as president, I am so happy to be hosting the fourth Quarter Quell, and the 100th Hunger Games!"
A woman with incredibly yellow hair jumped up screaming and yelling. She was dressed as a dead tribute with extremely good dress sense. Fake blood covered her whole body and she had a fake spear sticking out of her chest.
"Ahem, I would like to open the envelope which was written before the hunger games had even started. So, without further comments, I will..."
Zoe undid the flap and pulled out the letter written in spidery handwriting, slightly worn but well preserved over the 100 years. Zoe smiled once more. She couldn't wait for the reaction.
"The bloodbath, as it is called," Zoe read, "is a very memorable part of the Hunger Games, but now, it will completely change. Once the first hour is up, three of the people who were killed will get a chance to return at any time during the games. This will give people who die a second chance. The returning tributes will get few supplies, but the question is, who will risk it?"
Silence. The whole of Panem stood in silence as they realised what it meant. The Capitol suddenly erupted in cheers and screams. A second chance for some of the tributes! But how would it work?
"So, what is the science behind this intricate plan?"
Zoe Sat at the head of a long table in a large, grand room. The meeting hall at City Manor, an enormous mansion at the centre of the Capitol.
"Its simple yet almost impossible." a man in a gamemakers lab coat leans in.
"we plot it down to the last minisecond. Using high tech devises, we can easily anticipate whether tributes will get injured or killed. If they will get killed, we transport them into our secure centre before they do. It will still count as a kill for the attacker. Then, at any point, we will pick three of them and allow them to go back into the games to get a second chance to win."
" Wow!" Zoe looked delighted."Well, I can't wait to see how it turns out!"