"Come on let's go!" Cato screams, arming himself with a sword and two spears. I grab my jacket, the inside lined with every type of knife you can imagine. But then I stop in my tracks.
"Stop." I instruct Cato and Marvel. Of course, they don't listen to me and keep walking. "I said stop!" I say, frustrated because they aren't listening to me. They both turn around and look at me, eyebrows raised in question. I roll my eyes, frustrated that I am the only one who has connected the dots. "It's a trap." I tell them nonchalantly.
"You think we don't know that?" Cato says while he and Marvel chuckle in amusement. "They know it's a trap, we know it's a trap. We have the advantage." He finishes and looks at me smugly.
"And how is that exactly." I humor him with the question I know that he was waiting for.
"Because, Clove, they don't know that we know. And that gives up the perfect opportunity to come out on top." He finishes and crosses his arms in smugness.
I was convinced. "lead the way." I tell him, but he doesn't move forward, he moves back.
"You keep watch and don't you DARE let anyone get in or out of here alive." I realize that Cato is instructing the boy from 3 to keep watch. Maybe it's not such a bad thing that we kept him around. "Oh, and here." Cato turns back around and shoves one of his spears into the boy's shaking hands.
Cato joins up with the two of us as we break through the thick blanket of forest.
We had just made it to the first of the two fires when we discovered that there was no one there, just as I had predicted. We just rolled our eyes at the sad attempt at capturing us when we heard an explosion. Not like the explosion of the cannon, but bigger than that.
"Did that sound like-" Marvel started, but I cut him off.
"24 mines going off at once?" I finish, "yes, yes it did." I answer my own question.