Snippet #1915022

Cadie looked up in the sky as the Anthem sounded around the Arena. There he was, the boy from District 5. She gave a small gasp and hoped none of the other girls noticed, before looking down at her feet, following behind Britty. She hadn't known him, maybe a small conversation here and there, but he had been her onl tie to home. Well, apart from the small handmade bracelet around her wrist.

She delicately messed with the bracelet, not letting the girls see her face, for she was sure it must be red. If she had any liquid left in her bod, she was sure she would have been crying. She closed her eyes or a second, remembering where she was. You ain't gonna' get out of here if you let that get to you, she thought, looking up with clenched fists.

Cadie followed behind Britty, her absolute exhaustion and the murky swamp making her go painfully slow. Her stomach was empty, her tongue was as dry as sandpaper and her throat burning with thirst. She felt like a vampire who hadn't fed for days. She was contemplating whether or not she would be able to drink human blood, if it came down to it, when she remembered what they were looking for. "We must be close to a mine by now," she said, her voice croaky, as if it hadn't been used for a while. Even just speaking hurt, now.

Just a bottle of freaking water, for gods sake, she thought. But she knew sponsors never gave anything this early on - atleast, not usually - and it might cost alot, with only about - Cadie realized she hadn't been bothered to count the canon sounds last night, and now regreted it. She felt slightly vulnerable, not knowing how many people were out there, hunting her down. "Should we be scavenging the ground?" Or more like the swamp, she thought. The thought of digging around in the mud didn't seem pleasing, but if it was what was needed to survive, she would obviously do it.