The Arena-Arela
she walked with no purpose or aim and she felt as though she was somewhere far away from everything; the games, the other tributes, the impending doom that seemed to want to suffocate her. only a few hours ago she had ate some harmless looking berries but now, as her vision swam she swore she saw dark, evil things lurking around her. pulling out her small pocket knife, the ground seemed to lurch underneath her own feet and she fell face first to the ground. grabbing onto a tree branch for support she hauled herself up and turned back to find friden but little did she know that the hullisinations simply turned everything willy nilly and she was headed strait toward Tide, Noelle, and Ray.*

