I clutch the envelope. What could this be? I carefully tear apart the wax seal and unfold the piece of paper inside, anxious of the contents. Dear reader, If you’re seeing this, you most likely have been reaped to participate in the 53rd Hunger Games. Well, we are the rebels of the Capitol. And we’re going to help you break the arena. There is a ginormous maple tree with 5 big branches near the north eastern side of the arena. You’ll have to go there, and chop the tree down. Inside is the wire to the generator, and if you cut the wire then the generator will lose power for a short time, roughly 10 minutes. In that little while, you’ll have to get to the edge of the cliff surrounding the arena and find the generator, located in the eastern side of the arena. Although the cliff is usually a force field, due to the power outage it won’t be. You’ll have approximately 10 minutes before the power goes back on to get to and destroy the generator with knives, arrows, axes, and whatever else you can find. Best of luck. Sincerely, The rebels of the Capitol I take slow deep breaths in and out. Wha have I gotten myself into? Why did they pick me of all people? Coincidence or not, I have to do this. So no one else can go into the games. So no one else can be sent to fight to the death as entertainment. This game of the Capitol’s needs to stop.
