Day 5
When she woke up, Cho didn’t at first realise what exactly woke her up. Then she heard it again, the ping of a parachute. She sat up as she looked for it.
It wasn’t far, just a foot away from where she lay.
She picked it up and heard the liquid spill against the side of the flask. Cho opened it and took a hesitant sip. Water. Clean, cool water.
Cho had to force herself to drink slowly, lest she choke on it. She put it down again and stood up. She had to gather food. And avoid the other Tributes.
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Henley received her second parachute. This time it contained an explosive. Henley grinned when she saw it. It was perfect. She’d spend the day installing it, then try to lure another Tribute into her trap.
She set to work. Who knew how much time she had? The others could either be far off or too close. No time to waste.
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Daniel wandered around the forest, collecting food. He even tried to fish a little, but gave up pretty quickly. A sword wasn’t ideal for that.
While his body was occupied, his mind kept wandering back to District 1. He never liked it very much, not the people, not the work, and especially not the influence the Capitol had within their District. Yet the thought of returning there, not just alive, but as a Victor… it made him swell up with pride and joy.
He ate a strawberry and put more of them in his pockets.
He could go home, as long as he didn’t screw up these last few days.
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Harry stood in ankle-deep water, his eyes focussed on the slippery creatures swimming past him lazily. His hands were ready to spring into action, but he still moved with the patience of a turtle.
When the fish he was hunting for kept swimming round and round in his proximity, Harry struck. His hands grabbed the fish and threw it onto the shore. The fish splashed around on land, but it was ineffective. It had been caught. Harry smiled, even as he went on to catch more of them.