She had a disease. We couldn't bring her to the Capitol, That would be agains the rules. Apparently, the other tributes were struggling as well. Mr. Snow requested a feast. And we did. Cato needed armor, Catnip needed Peanut's medicine, Thresh needed a weapon, and Clove needed armor as well. They all showed up, thankfully. They're desperate. And, despite being sick, Vixen got there first. Er, was there before we started the feast. She ran off, thankfully no one followed. They all just stood there, looking like idiots, sizing each other up. The the feast began.
"We lost District 2 female to District 11 male."
"Any others?"
"Just her."
"Fire the cannon."
BOOM.
Just then, President Snow burst into the control room. We all stood up and bowed as a sign of respect and went back to our jobs. I turned back to my job just in time to see Vixen inject the medicine and sigh a sound of relief.
"Seneca."
President Snow said my name and I turned around.
"Yes sir?"
"I want you to make it rain. Hard. So hard that Katniss can't hunt. So we get more view."
"Yessir."
"Good." Snow turns away and his cape whirls.
"Make it rain!" I ordered my assistant.
"Ok. Starting rain over arena."
Good. Now all we have to do is wait.
sorry for the short chapter! Next one will be better!