I was back in the arena, running from the tributes trying to kill me. It was just me against 22 others. Just me. Then I was trapped, all the tributes circled around me like a pack of wolves ready to attack. The biggest of them all rose his spear and threw it. I could see it as it flew at me in slow motion before I heard someone shout. My brother appeared out of no where and put himself between me and the spear. In the next second a cannon blasted and then all around me, one by one the tributes began to disappear as if a mist evaporating before my eyes.
I dropped to my knees and took my brothers dead body into my arms and began crying. My brother was dead, he was gone. Just like the other tributes River began to dissolve in my arms as well. No matter how tight I gripped his body he still s
