Your nightmare came true: you were chosen at the Reaping to represent your district in the Hunger Games. All you can believe in is that all hopes are lost.

Listless and unresponsive, you stare at the window of the train throughout the whole ride to the Capital. That is until a certain someone decided to talk to you.

"Hey... you okay?" was Ajax's poor attempt to start a coversation. He was chosen at the Reaping along with you.