When I finally woke up, I noted I was on a train. Lying on a plush, velvet couch. I pushed myself up and stretched, my sore muscles aching. A boy, the boy from the reaping, was staring at me intently. When he snapped out of his trance, he made his way over to me, his silvery eyes unblinking. "I'm Silver" He said, his gaze not wavering from mine. I stuck out my hand tentatively "I'm, Amber" I whispered. He gestured towards the couch "Mind if I sit?" I shook my head, and he sat down, thinking for a minute and then turning to me. "Look, I know we will most likely have to, you know, kill each other....but I was thinking, maybe, we could be allies?" He ran his hand through his brown hair and looked at me again expectantly. "Ok" I whispered. I had just found my first allie.
