Ivy:
I peeled myself from the ground, hitting the tree line before whatever caught the scent of their blood in the air picked me off, too.
Once I was safely in the bushes and bramble, under the cover of Grandmother Gaia, I crumbled beneath a stone ledge, catching my breath. I did it. I had killed them all but one, and judging by his screams that echoed from the trees, I wouldn't have him to worry about either.
The sounds of running water caught my ear, and I ran for it. I came to an opening, a stream running through the center. I climbed in, quickly washing off the blood from the other contestants and my own from the gash in my arm. I tore a sliver of fabric from my top, tying it tightly around my arm to stop the bleeding and hopefully dull the smell of fresh blood from seeping into the
