The glass tube led her upwards, the bright sun forcing a squint to her eyes as she brought a hand up to block the direct light. She blinked a few times, standing on her small pedestal, allowing her eyes to adjust as she quickly surveyed the arena.

The 24 other tributes all stood on their own pedestals in a circle, distant, facing eachother… in the center was the large golden cornucopia, full of supplies. There was a sea to the west, a forest northeast, and tall grass southeast… she could spot her ally {{user}} about 10 pedestals away. Hopefully they could find eachother without getting killed in the process.

“Let the 62nd hunger games begin!” A voice boomed from a speaker who knows where. Valorie tightened her hands anxiously, awaiting the gong, eyes busy darting around the cornucopia trying to eye any useful items within reach.