Sean had gone to sleep earlier in the evening, so he awoke when it was still dark. He grabbed his backpack and silently slid out of the tree. He walked across the forest, before emerging on the bank of the river. There were no bodies, they had presumably been taken, but the whole shore was still drenched in blood. The lake was a gross copper color, and the air smelled metallic. Sean gagged. He quickly ran across the beach and started to climb up the cliff which Dan and Phil had jumped off. When he reached the top he grabbed a tree root, pulling himself up and over the ledge. He entered the woods again, and soon emerged in clearing containing the cornucopia and the career camp. Sean crouched down, scanning for the guard. It seemed that Felix was supposed to be on guard, but he was sleeping on the job. Sean pulled his knife out of his pocket just in case, and crept over to the scattered supplies in the cornucopia. He took a few things and a a couple small throwing knifes. Unlike most of the pother people in the arena, besides the careers and Minx, Sean knew how to use them. He stood up and held his knife over the sleeping Felix. He paused. Felix was sleeping so peacefully. Sean took a step back, than turned and fled back into the woods, unable to kill them.

Minx emerged from the woods onto the blood stained beach, and stopped, staring at the ghastly sight. A sound caused her to turn, looking farther down the bank. There stood Sean. Minx slowly walked out into the open, and they stood there, watching each other. Minx charged Sean. She tried to stab him, but he dodged, pulling out a throwing knife. He flung it at Minx, but it she dove to the ground and rolled, jumping back up onto her feet. The careers, awoken by the sounds of the fight, walked up to the edge of the cliff staring down.

"Their really fighting!" Felix said, amazed.

Marzia, Bob, and Wade just stared.

Sean jumped out of the way of Minx's attack, but slipped, rolling into the blood stained water. He got water in his mouth a gagged violently. Minx took this as an advantage and tried to stab Sean, but he moved suddenly, yanking Minx into the deep water. He pulled out his knife and swam towards Minx, trying to stab her. Minx thrashed for a couple of seconds, than regained control. She swung her weapon at Sean, cutting him across the cheek. Blood dripped into Sean's mouth, making him gag again. Minx suddenly cried out in alarm. Sean shouted too. Something had wrapped around their legs. They were yanked under the water, thrashing wildly. Sean looked down, trying to see through the dark water. A dark green vine had wrapped around his ankles and legs, pulling him down. Sean swung his knife at the plant, cutting it off of him. He kicked, swimming for the surface. He broke it gasping and choking. Minx came up beside him and grabbed his arm, yanking him down again. Sean stabbed her in the stomach, than once again rose to the surface. He struggled to shore, panting and shaking.

A cannon echoed through the arena.

Boom.

Cry ran through the woods, searching for the career camp. On the way, he met Gizzy. Gizzy held out his hand.

"Truce, until we kill the careers?" he asked.

Cry considered for a moment, than took Gizzy's hand, planning to betray him later. The two crep towards the sound of fighting. They saw the careers standing on the cliff, watching two other tributes fighting in the lake. A cannon went off, and one of the two dragged them self to shore. Gizzy and Cry climbed up the hill to the cliff silently. Cry readied his bow, and Gizzy pulls out his knife. Gizzy crept up behind Bob and stabbed him, while Cry shot Wade. Gizzy than lunged for Felix, while Cry shot another arrow at Marzia. Gizzy stabbed Felix in the heart, and Marzia fell to the ground, silent.

"Gizzy," said Cry.

"What?" GizzY asked turning.

Cry sighed. 

"I'm sorry." Gizzy's eyes widened, and Cry stabbed him with an arrow, throwing him off the cliff. A few seconds later, another cannon went off.

Mattpat had witnessed Cry betraying Gizzy, so he crouched down, out of sight. He gripped his sword tightly, moving silently through the bushes. He came up behind Cry, putting him in a headlock. He pushed the sword against Cry's throat. Cry cried out in alarm, caught off guard by the sudden attack. Mattpat dragged the sword to the left, cutting Cry's throat open. Cry's body fell to the ground, lifeless.

A cannon echoed across the arena.

A loud voice echoed through the air.

Tributes. Only three of you remain. Jacksepticeye, Phil, and Mattpat, good luck to each and everyone of you. My the odds be ever in your favor.

Three Tributes Left.