That's Parker. Parker's my good buddy here in Hawaii. So! He asked me to bring the Hunger Games books from home so he could read them. There was no way I was going to deprive him of being able to read these life changing books, so of course I had to bring them. He was like any of the rest of us and read them quick as a whistle. Within a day I get this text message from him telling me he had an epic hunger games dream the night before. He told me the dream over a very intense breakfast session at the caf. It's been a few weeks since then when I got another text message from Parker saying he had another hunger games dream and this one was super intense and epic. He wrote it down and it took him just over an HOUR. I had to read this dream! So he emailed it to me and man. It is worthy of movie making. So, with his permission I decided it was most definitely too good to keep to myself. So for your Hunger Games pleasure please enjoy the imagination of Parker Lovett.
"Whenever five people die then the round ends, and we move to a new location. It starts off inside a church building, wearing regular clothes; we are all spread across the building by ourselves. Immediately once the first bell rang, it's not long before the first 3 are killed, not by me. I sneak past 2 others working together. As soon as I turn the corner, my explosive goes off kills them, the round immediately ends we are transported to the main Headquarters.
The HQ is a room near the top of an 80 story sky scraper. We are now wearing suits, and informed the next round will begin shortly but we have 10 minutes to repair injuries (which no one has cuz it was such a fast round), pick up items for possible weapons for next round, and find locations to be transported. All tributes (true number unknown, but multiple groups are shown in different areas, in my area there are about 20) begin tearing apart the room, looking for anything possible to use. People are pulling chair legs and sharpening them into spears. Others are pulling carpets apart and then twining them into rope. I happen to find a sling shot. Later as I try to find a good spot down a hallway to be teleported to the next location, I begin to pull at electrical cords that are able to retain the electricity for long periods of time. After collecting more random items, like broken glass and sand and rocks from a garden, the lights turn off.
The HQ is a room near the top of an 80 story sky scraper. We are now wearing suits, and informed the next round will begin shortly but we have 10 minutes to repair injuries (which no one has cuz it was such a fast round), pick up items for possible weapons for next round, and find locations to be transported. All tributes (true number unknown, but multiple groups are shown in different areas, in my area there are about 20) begin tearing apart the room, looking for anything possible to use. People are pulling chair legs and sharpening them into spears. Others are pulling carpets apart and then twining them into rope. I happen to find a sling shot. Later as I try to find a good spot down a hallway to be teleported to the next location, I begin to pull at electrical cords that are able to retain the electricity for long periods of time. After collecting more random items, like broken glass and sand and rocks from a garden, the lights turn off.
The round begins.
I am standing next to a guy so immediately throw the shards of glass into his eyes. He dies immediately. It seems this round was also quick slaughter since after the first 5 deaths we are transported to a new location- a casino.
I find myself at the pool tables. I'm now in a black ninja suit with light armor pads. I grab multiple bridge pool sticks. One, I break in half and secure the pieces on the side of my hips. Then another I keep intact but around my shoulder and back. The other 6 or so, I separate the stick from the metal so I can use the metal as throwing shuriken. I grab several pool balls. And find the only entrance to this room and hide behind the door.
Once I get there, the door immediately is opened. I kick the door back to break the arm. As I pull it open again, I find a group of 4. I pull out one of the sticks on my side, and break the neck of the guy with the broken arm, while throwing one ball straight into the forehead of the girl at the end, crashing her skull in.
Two down. One of the remaining guys begins throwing daggers I spin out with the stick on my back to block them. I am able to ward off both for a while as we move closer and closer to the tables.
Eventually I push one guy back against the tables, and I double kick his chest causing his legs and lungs to collapse. The final guy I finish off by throwing two metal pieces: one at the femoral arteries (leg), the other at his jugular. Once this guy eventually dies, the round is over.
I am transported back to the skyscraper. I see that there are still about 30 tributes in total remaining (apparently some groups had the criteria of more deaths). We are there for a while I'm trying to get my nerves straight (at this point the dream seems very realistic to me; I feel emotional pain and stress). However, we see a plane coming straight for the building. More precisely right at our level.
I am standing next to a guy so immediately throw the shards of glass into his eyes. He dies immediately. It seems this round was also quick slaughter since after the first 5 deaths we are transported to a new location- a casino.
I find myself at the pool tables. I'm now in a black ninja suit with light armor pads. I grab multiple bridge pool sticks. One, I break in half and secure the pieces on the side of my hips. Then another I keep intact but around my shoulder and back. The other 6 or so, I separate the stick from the metal so I can use the metal as throwing shuriken. I grab several pool balls. And find the only entrance to this room and hide behind the door.
Once I get there, the door immediately is opened. I kick the door back to break the arm. As I pull it open again, I find a group of 4. I pull out one of the sticks on my side, and break the neck of the guy with the broken arm, while throwing one ball straight into the forehead of the girl at the end, crashing her skull in.
Two down. One of the remaining guys begins throwing daggers I spin out with the stick on my back to block them. I am able to ward off both for a while as we move closer and closer to the tables.
Eventually I push one guy back against the tables, and I double kick his chest causing his legs and lungs to collapse. The final guy I finish off by throwing two metal pieces: one at the femoral arteries (leg), the other at his jugular. Once this guy eventually dies, the round is over.
I am transported back to the skyscraper. I see that there are still about 30 tributes in total remaining (apparently some groups had the criteria of more deaths). We are there for a while I'm trying to get my nerves straight (at this point the dream seems very realistic to me; I feel emotional pain and stress). However, we see a plane coming straight for the building. More precisely right at our level.
The next round has begun.
It's about the size of a private jet, yet we know there must be explosives on it. We all begin to run away from those sides' windows. Once near the center of this level, everyone else continues sprinting for the other side. I stop. I position myself underneath a slab... Once the plane hits, our level collapses, we are all falling. When we land, most of dead only 10 survived. I am not injured but a few survivors are terribly burnt (like two-face from explosion) as they kneel in pain. I pull out my sling shot and end their misery.
Because the HQ skyscraper is destroyed we are then transported to a playground. A large playground about 300 yards from shore on an island that has about a ten foot radius around the play ground. Unfortunately, more tributes are here- 30 more arrive. Despite being on a playground, our weapons are anything but kiddish. Heavy armor, some have helmets. High tech Bazookas, machine guns, grenades. I have multiple revolvers, and a knife hidden in both sleeves. I eventually come across a heavily weaponed foe. He begins firing his machine gun at me; I dodge, as I hear explosions around me while also shooting at him. I do a quick kick off the play set. Grab his neck as I pull him down to the ground. As I strangle him, my knives release.
I continue finding other tributes. As I walk on the play set, I find a battle between 4 without helmets; 2v1v1. The 2 are twin blonde sisters; one guy unknown; the other is Fernando. Fernando takes aim for me, but I already have unloaded to his forehead, although I initially meant for the shoulder. The others are caught off guard but the unknown guy takes the opportunity, to shoot both girls with one blast of a flame thrower, I finish him with another shot to the head.
The round is over, but now we have to make our way across the water to the next HQ at the shore. I look to swim but waters are filled with bestial creatures. I eventually take the shoes of the heavily armed corpse, and find that they are jet packs. I slowly hover across the water. There are great sharks, orcas, and massive anacondas below me.
When I finally land, to the beach I find Makeli Hannah Sara and Katelyn. They are my prep team, led by "fabulous" Scooter and Mike. I venture towards the waters to wash off. As I stand in the cool water, I see the other remaining tributes arise from the waters as they had to swim across. They are very large and athletic. I reflect upon all I killed, and the dead. My prep team stands behind. I feel almost overcome by anxiety for the next round.
Then it begins...
It's about the size of a private jet, yet we know there must be explosives on it. We all begin to run away from those sides' windows. Once near the center of this level, everyone else continues sprinting for the other side. I stop. I position myself underneath a slab... Once the plane hits, our level collapses, we are all falling. When we land, most of dead only 10 survived. I am not injured but a few survivors are terribly burnt (like two-face from explosion) as they kneel in pain. I pull out my sling shot and end their misery.
Because the HQ skyscraper is destroyed we are then transported to a playground. A large playground about 300 yards from shore on an island that has about a ten foot radius around the play ground. Unfortunately, more tributes are here- 30 more arrive. Despite being on a playground, our weapons are anything but kiddish. Heavy armor, some have helmets. High tech Bazookas, machine guns, grenades. I have multiple revolvers, and a knife hidden in both sleeves. I eventually come across a heavily weaponed foe. He begins firing his machine gun at me; I dodge, as I hear explosions around me while also shooting at him. I do a quick kick off the play set. Grab his neck as I pull him down to the ground. As I strangle him, my knives release.
I continue finding other tributes. As I walk on the play set, I find a battle between 4 without helmets; 2v1v1. The 2 are twin blonde sisters; one guy unknown; the other is Fernando. Fernando takes aim for me, but I already have unloaded to his forehead, although I initially meant for the shoulder. The others are caught off guard but the unknown guy takes the opportunity, to shoot both girls with one blast of a flame thrower, I finish him with another shot to the head.
The round is over, but now we have to make our way across the water to the next HQ at the shore. I look to swim but waters are filled with bestial creatures. I eventually take the shoes of the heavily armed corpse, and find that they are jet packs. I slowly hover across the water. There are great sharks, orcas, and massive anacondas below me.
When I finally land, to the beach I find Makeli Hannah Sara and Katelyn. They are my prep team, led by "fabulous" Scooter and Mike. I venture towards the waters to wash off. As I stand in the cool water, I see the other remaining tributes arise from the waters as they had to swim across. They are very large and athletic. I reflect upon all I killed, and the dead. My prep team stands behind. I feel almost overcome by anxiety for the next round.
Then it begins...
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