Steve's POV:

I walked through the night, trying to get to the edge of the arena. It seemed to go on forever. My stomach roared. I wasn't smart enough to get that much food or conserve what little I had collected. My legs wobbled. I hadn't even stopped walking since I bolted from the cornucopia. I started to get dizzy a few hours ago, so I closed them and relied on my other senses to guide me through the trees. 

A while before dawn on my third day in the arena, I collapsed onto a rocky clearing, jagged stone cutting into my skin. I was so hungry I could barely move. My muscles tightened so much, I felt like I was being wrapped tightly in plastic. 

'So this is how it ends' I thought 'stupid, stupid, stupid.......' 

I blinked and scanned my surroundings. I hadn't even thought to look at the arena since the minute before the Games began. I realized I was laying on my back in the middle of a field of white rocks as big as a football feild. The clearing was surrounded by dark green trees. The sky was dark. I looked to my side and saw a berry bush. Overjoyed, I tried to crawl over to the bush, straining my muscles. It took fifteen minutes for me to reach the closest branch. I snapped the branch off and put them in my mouth without checking them. Before swallowing the first ones, I grabbed some more. This time I thought to look at them. As I swallowed thee ones in my mouth, I realized that the berries were nightlock. I gagged.

'Stupid, stupid, stupid.......'

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