I could hear the fire crackle through the groans of distant animals. To my knowledge, there was no one within a 100 yard radius of me, since I previously scoped out my camp site for the night. I chose a small clearing within the twines of creepers and underbrush. At this clearing I set up my camp, fire crackling in the middle, equipment off to the side, and a large rock crested in between where I would sleep for the night. I had previously speared a small hog, which was roasting above the fire. My hunger had reached its brim and the sweet smell of the pig’s juices filled the air. I couldn’t help but lick my lips as I slowly took the hog away from the fire and cut a large meaty piece off. It’s soft, warm tenderness was like a pillow to my teeth. I must have been really hungry from the day’s hike; I devoured the entire thing with 10 minutes, like a lion when eating a gazelle. Wiping the delicious grease off my cheek, I settled myself atop the large rock for the night. I was surprisingly calm, not a worry in my mind. These tributes would have to be very resilient if they wanted to stop me from winning these Games. Nothing was going to stop me from fulfilling my destiny.

My eyelids were beginning to become too heavy for me when a bright screen appeared across the sky and woke me from my daze. The faces of 10 fallen tributes appeared, one after another. Dim music played as the ten tributes were recognized, six of which I had given such a fate to. None of them were from my District though, which I suppose was a good thing.  Guilt slowly began to envelope my mind when I remembered the promise I made to my mother, before leaving District 4; No matter what, I would come back home. No matter what it took, I would win the games for my family, and for my District. Even if it meant killing innocent people.  The music dimmed away and there was an odd silence within the forest. So silent I could hear my heart beat against my chest, like a never ending metronome. The silence was broken by the chirping of birds and groan of distant animals. Oddly, I wasn’t startled by this, this feeling of loneliness within the vast jungle. I suppose the thirst for victory was too strong, and so I let my mind drift off on its own, until I found myself engulfed in a deep, deep, sleep.