I raised my head and saw that it was lying on a soft bed of snow and cold, which gave me the feeling that burned my bare skin.
It had happened again, we were in a different scenario, now the cold was fully penetrant, my lips began to crack and every strand of hair on my head was covered with a thin layer of ice.
I could see a completely white landscape with few hills and mountains of ice, I was clearly at the feet of one of the highest mountains, while snow flakes fell awkwardly dragged by the wind, while felt like tiny needles piercing my whole body.
I was sure I could no longer resist sand changes since arriving at this, my body was completely worn out, but nothing assured me that this would be the last change of scenery, so you should try to survive what organizers had for me.
Having lost much of the fabric of my clothes with cold acid rain became more unbearable with every second. I had to find some shelter for if my calculations were correct, changing arena happening every 4 hours while my body could not stand outdoors with this bloody weather.
Every step he took on snow, it cost me 5 times more than walking on firm ground, because my shoes sank as deep as my weight forced them into the deep snow, I had my folded against my chest arms to save some heat.
I was walking for over an hour and I could not feel my limbs from cold ... but then behind me the sound of a beam falling on top of the mountain was heard, this clearly would not be good when I saw that as high a white coat that seemed light as a cloak of silk, down from the mountain peak rapidly toward my direction, was an avalanche, so it would have to seek shelter in the next 10 seconds or be buried alive under thousands of tons of snow, I looked in all directions but I could see some shelter that could save my life, so I decided to run in any direction to see if I could even get away as possible from the snow.
I ran as fast as my tired legs they would allow, but at one point the huge avalanche hit me, shooting me awkwardly forward, then instead of falling on the cold, hard ground, I fell into a kind of crack under me.
Snow, ice and my body fell sharply in the crack, landing my body on my right leg causing me severe pain that was apparently my ankle, with some snow falling on me, I opened my eyes and I could see that he was in a cave made entirely of ice and snow which had fallen by chance, but at least here was much less cold than outside, I looked around and was stunned to notice that my backpack book had fallen to the other end of which I was, and separated by a dark and terrifying cliff.
I could not believe it, all he had to protect part of my life was on the other side of the cove that could not get without putting my life in terrible danger because this abyss looked so deep as I could imagine.
But worth a try, by a thin ledge on the ice ... I set out to take the first step to cross and suddenly ...
- Good afternoon dear tribute Edden ... - saying these words a hologram appeared on the other side of the cave where my backpack ... was president Xavier, a man not too old with a formal jacket navy blue one gold shirt brown shoes and hair falling forward, I had seen earlier in the parade but unlike that day this time he looked pretty angry and worried - I'm really surprised by the ability you have to leave soon issue it put you in front ... but your luck could not last forever, it's like I always say, if you want things to go well must do it yourself.
- But why do you want my death at all costs? - I asked
- Do not you take it personal, it's just that in the past the Capitol made a very serious mistake, a mistake that haunts us to this day, error the last proof is in that old book you have in your backpack - answered the President Xavier pointing my backpack - it's a shame because with your skills you would have been helpful to the Capitol, as it were your father and mother.
- My parents never work towards the dark end of the Capitol - I yelled.
- Hahaha that's what you think, in the end in this world, everyone has their own price, but your parents did not give you the opportunity to choose from so you'll pay with your life the fact of having discovered our secret - answered Xavier
"But I could not decipher the book ..." was the first thing that crossed my mind, but for some reason did not say it because I feel that this would have been easier to assassinate me no more, because I believe that a liar and I fear for my life because I discovered the secret would be so great that I would not otherwise do me the disengaged, so I decided to shut up.
Suddenly a noise like a hole in the roof of snow and ice cave was heard, there were 3 small flying robots that apparently had come to pick up the book.
- Take it and bring them here to here - said President Xavier forward.
- What do we do with the tribute? - Asked one of the robots with an automatic voice.
- Kill him ... has caused us enough problems - strictly Xavier answered.
So while two of the robots drew the hole that had entered the book, one is slowly coming towards me, ready to shoot some kind of lethal laser ...
- Wait! - Shouted the President Xavier - Leave it, do not kill him, could cause suspicion if people find out who was killed by a laser, because we did not put such weapons or the Cornucopia let alone in the field, that could get in evidence, better let people see as slowly dying of cold in here - clarified and the hologram disappeared.
The small robot turned and left the cave, leaving me alone, heartbroken and confused.
The cold was becoming more intense, tried rubbing a hand against the other but it was no use, I could feel my lungs seemed to harden my windpipe felt like every breath was like a wire for destroying my throat.
But I tried to stay lucid, because I could not bring myself and die leaving Xavier away with it and finally got what he was looking for both.
I could feel beneath a thin layer of snow, on which I was, the network had achieved in the sand, and I quickly an idea, sought to look if my dagger was somewhere, and fortunately was pulled only 4 meters from me, staring at a piece of ice.
I took a dagger and was taking small blocks of ice from a wall ... when I got enough, I settled a way to limit a kind of bed in the snow, then lay down on her network, leaving only a small opening through which could I go ... Over put several thin layers of ice and heavy snow, when I finally had a considerable thickness I went slowly into it, and clearly could feel the temperature difference, although it was a sort of makeshift igloo , should be enough to keep me alive for at least 1 hour more than what was lacking for there to change sand, what would be my only hope at this point.
I do not know how long it was, but I think even within this shelter I can not stand any longer ... I feel numb all over my body, I have just a small muscle spasms that wake me from moment to moment as my body knows that once close eyes, my brain will understand that I'm dying and begin paying every organ in my body.
I can only see a faint, faint ray of light coming through the entrance slit my refuge ... I think at times waking each morning in my warm bed, the tips of my fingers brushing the sheet and my hands warm hot to touch my face.
- I can no more father ... I can not anymore ... although I did everything to return to your side, I know I let you down ... - I spoke quietly with the hopes that my father could somehow hear my words, after all and I felt more out of my body inside.
He felt that every breath of air that inflate my lungs would be the last move that would, and would also be the last breath that would ... because I was not sure if it would be possible for me to hear the PAM, would announce my death.
Suddenly when I was about to close my eyes for the last time ... I heard it was the same beep change arena I heard before, I heard very distant but was the same.
Then all the images around me began to fade and the shelter in which it was started to turn what looked like a dark and pure worn gray concrete room, I could see some old and corroded pipes in the walls, to my left I could see a kind of oven heater almost completely worn, which was inside a small beam of fire that would be enough to make me leave the critical state of hypothermia in which he was, calmly my breathing became less painful and I could see sideways a window destroyed in room to let in sunlight, but the light was so bad I could not observe anything out, just listening to the sound produced by a pair of doves had settled near the sale, it gave me to understand he's probably a kind of tall building.
I had finally made it out of that tomb of ice, and my body again regain its normal temperature slowly ... But where was he? Would the survivor tribute behind that door and ready to kill me? As elaborated in this arena was clear that this would be the final stage where would have to fight for my life by confronting the ultimate tribute.