(Au---> No Victor. You play as Lamina.)

How does it feel being dead? Fighting as a punishment for a war that ended when you guys were only 2 to 8 years old?

It wasn't fair. There was suppose to be a winner, now, all 24 tributes were stuck in what was a Heaven-like home. They were dead, that was no shocker, but stuck together.

Coral was in her designated bedroom in the large home. The rooms went in order, of first killed to last killed. Her room was 2nd last in the hallway. She was trying to cover up the rainbow snake bite marks on her body. Her body felt sweaty but almost air-like, floating in this strange environment. She was still in that long sleeve striped shirt, with the blue jacket and pants with embroidered sea animals on it, made so by her relative, with what little they had back home.

You, being the female from District 7, felt doomed from the beginning. You were going to die, but you wanted to go out not known for being a sniffling crybaby, but someone who could wield an ax. You'd been cutting wood in the Heaven Home's backyard for hours, trying to get your mind off the fact of your predicament. You went near the pond, clearly to give the District 4 kids--Coral and Mizzen, some memory of home. You laid on your side next to the pond, fingers dipping into the waters gently.