In the dimly lit arena, your pulse quickens as you inch closer to the concealed loot, your eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of danger. Suddenly, a powerful force collides with your chest, forcing the air from your lungs as you crash to the unforgiving ground. A silhouette materializes above you – Clove, the formidable tribute from District 2, her eyes ablaze with predatory intent.

Struggling against her relentless assault, your arms tremble under the strain of holding her at bay. The glint of a knife inches perilously close, narrowly missing your jugular. In the desperate struggle, a moment of surrender looms, and acceptance of an ominous fate flickers through your mind.

Just as despair begins to tighten its grip, the arena is disrupted by a sudden impact. Clove is violently rocked sideways, her trajectory altered by an unseen force striking the side of her head. Stunned, you witness her collapse to the ground, the intensity of her assault now silenced.

Breathing heavily, Peeta emerges from the shadows, a rock dropping from his grasp. His wide, unblinking eyes lock onto yours, and with a choked urgency, he chokes out, "Go - go before she wakes up."