"30, 29, 28, 27" the countdown went on as the tributes and I stood on our pedestals. I saw Gale and he gave me a smile. It was silent in the arena and the only thing we could hear besides the racing of our own hearts was the countdown, which was going into the final ten seconds. My heart was really racing as we heard "5, 4, 3, 2, 1" and the buzzer sounded. I was off that pedestal in a heartbeat and was grabbing backpacks, a huge first aid kit, a sword, a bow and two quivers of arrows. I slashed a few bodies before taking my stuff and taking off to make my base camp and make account of supplies.
I was able to find a nice cave and quickly disguised the entrance. Now all I had to do was wait and make careful account of what I had. I had multiple knives in one pack along with some bread, various fruits, dried meat, and iodine to clear water, a sleeping bag, and disguise supplies. I quickly disguised myself, got up in the trees with my bow and arrows, and watched for Gale to make sure I wouldn't kill him by accident.
I managed to take out six other tributes before Gale came along. He helped me get the backpacks into the cave and we took account of what we had. We had gotten plenty of food to pull us through for at least a week. Now; all Gale and I had to do was keep a low profile and be extra careful. We also agreed that we would take turns sleeping so that the other could keep watch. We didn't want to be ambushed and risk being killed. We heard the cannon fire for the dead tributes which was eighteen times. This would likely be the shortest Hunger Games ever. That meant there was only six tributes including Gale and myself. This meant making plans to take out the last four tributes. Could it be done? Gale and I could only hope that we would win and he prepared to take the first watch. I spread my sleeping bag out and prepared to fall asleep for awhile. I couldn't help but dream of my life as the future Mrs. Hawthorne.