"You're all done..." Says Venil, not in her happy tone. This after noon was my last day, alive, probably. It will be the Games.
"Thank you all... You have been the best prep team!" I say and give them all a hug.
I walk into Kiar's room and change into a jumpsuit with a couple of undergarments underneath. Kiar puts my pin on the jumpsuit and kisses my cheek softly.
"Thank you..." I say.
"I'm betting on you... Girl of gold," he says and I walk out of the room, to say goodbye to Neddie and Stafftip.
"You've been amazing, Cyanna," sobs Neddie.
"Stay alive. We'll be getting sponsors for you." Say Stafftip. I hug them both and I leave to go to the elevator. I press the button that says '4 Glass'. That means the glass tubes. I press the button and it zooms down to the ground.
I sit on the bench and think about my family.
"Pearl, Mother. I wish I wasn't reaped. I love you both... We won't see each other after this. I love you so much. Stay strong when I die. I will try to win for you... But I will fail surely. Goodbye. I love you." I whisper to myself.
The speaker at the top turns on and a feminine voice rings through my ears.
"Will all tributes now stand on their plates. I repeat! Will all tributes now stand on their plates?" I get up and walk over to the plate. I stand on it, as a glass tube lowers over me. The tube is lifted up, into darkness, for about fifteen seconds and a hatch opens into the sun. I squint at how light it is and take a huge deep breath.
I look around at my surroundings and find the Cornucopia, the golden horn with all the weapons around it and look for a bow and arrows. Perfect! There it is! I can get that. It's literally in front of me. I will grab it without a doubt. Jax, comes to my mind and I look around seeing she is about seven tributes to my left. I shut my eyes and open them again, to see if this isn't reality. But... It is. If only this wasn't real and I could go back to District 4. Thinking of home I remember Carter. Carter! Where is he? I look around and see he his five tributes to my right.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, let the 67th annual Hunger Games begin!" The famous voice of Claudius Templesmith booms around the arena. Maybe it's the last sound I will ever hear.