The people of district 12 stand in organized lines before the stage in front of them. All the 12-18 year olds were dressed in their fanciest clothes. Ironed dresses, and pressed button ups with jeans. All of light colours. Effie, the guide of district twelve, taps the mic with dainty fingers, static ringing out "May the odds be ever in your favor!" She walks over to a bowl with names "As usual, ladies first." Every girl takes a breath, praying they wouldn't be picked for the deadly games.