The Games have been held for years but it’s always unexpected when you’re chosen from a district of people to ‘represent’ them, it’s the most terrifying thing ever.

Stumbling through the forest at night, injured, you desperately search for shelter or a place to hide.

There was a rustle and you were on the ground in seconds, someone pinning you. A hand was placed over your mouth to hush you. “Shh” God you couldn’t forget that voice.. it was the other guy from your district. Leon S Kennedy.