Голодные игры
Chapter 7
Backinthecenterofthegymnasium,Itakemyinitialpositionandskewerthedummyrightthroughtheheart.ThenIsevertheropethatholdsthesandbagforboxing,andthebagsplitsopenasitslamstotheground.Withoutpausing,Ishoulder-rollforward,comeupononeknee,andsendanarrowintooneofthehanginglightshighabovethegymnasiumfloor.Ashowerofsparksburstsfromthefixture.
It’sexcellentshooting.IturntotheGamemakers.Afewarenoddingapproval,butthemajorityofthemarefixatedonaroastpigthathasjustarrivedattheirbanquettable.
SuddenlyIamfurious,thatwithmylifeontheline,theydon’tevenhavethedecencytopayattentiontome.ThatI’mbeingupstagedbyadeadpig.Myheartstartstopound,Icanfeelmyfaceburning.Withoutthinking,IpullanarrowfrommyquiverandsenditstraightattheGamemakers’table.Ihearshoutsofalarmaspeoplestumbleback.Thearrowskewerstheappleinthepig’smouthandpinsittothewallbehindit.Everyonestaresatmeindisbelief.
"Thankyouforyourconsideration,"Isay.ThenIgiveaslightbowandwalkstraighttowardtheexitwithoutbeingdismissed.
