Chapter 6
Rimson
Six days have passed since the beginning of the training, today is the final day, where tributes get in a room with the game makers and show them what they learned, tributes then are rated depending on their performance, 10 was the highest score ever gotten in the tests.
Rimson was nervous, after all, if he got a good score he would get more sponsors, and sponsors might just save his life, aswell as people will avoid him which makes it easier to survive. Rimson spent the whole day thinking of what to do, he didn't know what to show the game makers. He knew he wouldn't get a score good enough to be even third place, all the other tributes were so good in their training they might aswell have been practicing for this moment their entire life, even Annie showed off allot of strength.
Rimson's only special trait is his aiming skills, but he still didn't know how that could help him, his arms were weak, he couldn't shoot an arrow strong enough for his aim, and a dagger wouldn't go that far, he needed to think of something else to do, be creative, he thought. Tributes started going to the waiting room, one by one, Rimson was last because he was thinking, he wanted to delay as much as he can, but it's no use, he will go 5th because he's in district 3. As tributes started going out through the other door, Rimson started getting more nervous and nervous.
When Rimson's turn came, he started going, pushed the door, and the training area was infront of him, game makers watching him, cameras on him, he was thinking of what he could do, first thing he thought was that the target dummies were very thick, very hard to breech through, he knew he couldn't send a dagger to there. But he found a white cardboard and some paint, he suddenly came up with a brilliant idea. Rimson got the cardboard to stand up using some wood behind it, he got a black paint bucket, splashed it from a far into the whiteboard, the whiteboard turned black, he then got the red bucket, he painted a hoop with it, threw the hoop to hit the whiteboard to paint it a huge circle of red, he then got a tube and got another cardboard into the tube, he then splashed the yellow bucket in the tube, on the tube, everywhere. He made the tube touch the middle of the cardboard, the middle of the circle, it then made a smaller yellow circle. The game makers thought he was desperate, just painting a whiteboard, he surprised them when he took the dagger, it was a small dagger, the size of two fingers, he took it, threw it, and it ripped through the middle of the cardboard and colours splashed everywhere, Everything was red, yellow, and black, the game makers exclaimed, it was beautiful, he showed his aiming skills and made a target easy enough for the target to hit, he was proud, he also made a training field. Gorgeous.
