You hide behind the chest, hugging your knees. The majority of the tributes take their things and run, if not getting killed in the bloodbath. You cover your ears as best as you can to muffle the screams. As the noise die down, you start to relax as the Careers dig for extra supplies.
"I think that's all of it." A female voice says.
"What about over there?"
A male voice pipes up, looking over the boxes in the back. He wanders over as you freeze.
"Hey, I think there's someone in here!"
He walks over to the row of boxes, and looks directly at you. The last thing you see is his devilish grin as the world fades to black.
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