That night, I think about what Iris told us at dinner. “Do not, and I repeat, do not run to the Cornicopia! Run from it. The Careers go there first. And believe me, you don’t want to be a part of, let alone witness what happens there.” She didn’t have to elaborate. We all know what happens. The blood bath. I toss and turn. Dreading everything that is soon to come. We have training tomorrow. It’ll be our first time meeting the other Tributes. The thought terrifies me for some reason. I grip the anklet charm firmly in between my thumb and pointer finger. I fall into a fitful sleep, dreaming of Alexis drowning in a pool of blood.
