(Towards the end of Preston's hunger games)

I already have six kills. It's just me and one other person left. I'm not sure how many kills they have, but I'm hoping its none.

I started climbing up an extremely tall mountain with six and a half hearts. If I get knocked off, I'm dead.

Speaking of the devil.

The last person ran to the edge of the cliff I was climbing. I tried to hit her, I really did, but she hit me first. I fell.

mad_madly hit the ground too hard

I didn't freak out. I didn't do anything accept hold my breath. Please tell me she didn't get enough kills. Marisol came to my row of computers, which the other girl was also in, a couple chairs down. I put my face in my hands and almost started crying, when Marisol grabbed my wrist, holding it up in the air. "And the winner is returning champion, MADLY!!!" I flicked my head up, and so did Preston, who hadn't made eye contact with anyone this entire game.

"WHAT?!" I heard the "winner" scream, marching towards us.

"That's right! Shelby only got two kills, including Madly, which is not enough to qualify to win, so the prize goes to the last person to die with at least three kills, and that person was Madly! So congratulations Madly for winning two of the most handsome men in the world!!!" I got up and ran to Preston, and he instantly wrapped his arms around my body, engolfing me in a huge hug. I felt him shaking a bit, and my shoulder became a bit moist. He lifted up his head and I took his hand, walking with him behind the security guard that was going to take us home.

-300 words