"Cyanna. Cyanna? Are you OK? It's like you keep falling asleep," Stafftip says.
"Yes, I'm OK." I reply.
"Are you ready for... The you know what?"
"Yes... I guess this is goodbye?"
"Nope, I'm taking you to the glass thing,"
"Oh! Then bye Kiar... Mariol... Neddie... Biram... Destiny... Venil... Barnia..." I mumble sadly.
"Goodbye..." They reply.
Stafftip takes my hand as I fiddle with my pin and we walk down to where we leave to The Games. I stand in the glass dome and look at Stafftip for probably the last time.
"You can win. Keep Jax alive," he quietly says.
"I'll try. Good bye. Stafftip." I reply.
He waves slightly and Peacekeepers run in and grab Stafftip. I turn around and look up, waiting for me to rise until I hear a gunshot. I turn around. Stafftip.... He's dead.
"No! He's my mentor!" I yell at the Peacekeepers, "WHY did you kill him?!"
They don't say anything, except drag him out if the room. That will be last sight out of The Arena. The dead body of my mentor and his blood. I take a huge breath and hope to see Jax, Riam and Stark waiting for me to come and run over. The glass lifts me up and I stand on my plate. What? Water. It's all I see. Until I notice trees and the Cornucopia. I look at the other tributes to see Jax next to me, and Riam and Stark five tributes to my left.
This is it. The day I, Cyanna Harlech, will die.
(Sorry, this was short! Next will be longer I promise)