"Good luck, girl on fire." And then a glass cylinder is lowering around me, breaking our handhold, cutting him off from me. He taps his fingers under his chin. Head high. I lift my chin and stand as straight as I can. The cylinder begins to rise. For maybe fifteen seconds, I’m in darkness, and then I feel the metal plate pushing me out of the cylinder, into the open air. For a moment, my eyes are dazzled by the bright sunlight and I’m conscious only of a strong wind with the hopeful smell of pine tress. Then I hear the legendary announcer, Claudius Templesmith, as his voice booms all around me. “Ladies and gentlemen, let the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games begin!” - The Hunger Games page 177-178

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