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You're joking, you are joking. Did I just hear what I though I heard?

It can't be, it's just a nightmare. The next thing that happens is the stage turns into a portal and everybody turns into a corrupted worm-zombie, and then I go into the portal and my eyes are burned off, then I wakes up and hit my head against his mother's and get yelled at, not before passing out again and having a nightmare about being naked all day.

No, it was true. "Com Exburna" was called. Though it sounded more like "Come on burnable!" It was said so quickly and casually. Hey, maybe I could pass it off on somebody else, but then, some jerk from my school pushed me into the view. This was horrible, the cruelest joke ever. It's like pushing a person off a clift that fell into a toxic waste plant, and you have to live off moldy bread and kill things if you want to swim right out. Okay, something like that, I got a little carried away.

I looked around at everybody. Of the richer Districts, District 5 was the poorest of the rich without being common, and it wasn't very big. I laughde nervously as the hundreds of eyes looked at me. I laughed nervously, and started to move forward, my legs wobbily. Though, something got me so nervous, that I continued to laugh, even harder. I was as nervous as Tsuna at Sea, but I was laughing as if I saw that a Capitol person couldn't spell Assassination. I had no idea though, I probably looked mentally insane. Though when I walked onto the stage, I stopped. I looked up and closed my eyes and whispered to myself as fast as I could, the lyrics to Technologic.

Buy it, use it, break it, fix it,
Trash it, change it, mail - upgrade it,
Charge it, point it, zoom it, press it,
Snap it, work it, quick - erase it,
Write it, cut it, paste it, save it,
Load it, check it, quick - rewrite it,
Plug it, play it, burn it, rip it,
Drag and drop it, zip - unzip it,
Lock it, fill it, call it, find it,
View it, code it, jam - unlock it,
Surf it, scroll it, pause it, click it,
Cross it, crack it, switch - update it,
Name it, rate it, tune it, print it,
Scan it, send it, fax - rename it,
Touch it, bring it, Pay it, watch it,
Turn it, leave it, start - format it...

Oh damnit, WHAT COMES NEXT?!... Oh yeah.

Technologic... Technologic... Technologic... Technolog- "And here are our Tributes for District 5!"