here you were. standing on your own podium, scared but still determined to win.

you stared at the cornucopia; the one thing you had seen every year during thanksgiving was now one of your only chances at survival. from your view, you could see multiple spears, bow and arrows, knifes, and other good supplies aswell. you itched for the siren to blow so you could run and get at least one thing.

you overheard the group of seven boys that had become an alliance.

jake : “woohoo! blow that damn siren already! let’s get this party started!” one of the boys yelled. ugh. how annoying.

the siren sounded and everyone took off from their podiums and darted to the cornucopia. you saw as one of the boys with the name tag ‘jungwon’ grabbed a spear. you gulped. this wasn’t going to be easy.