The Arena Is Chosen

"Torrac, get over here, now," President Eve Tides yelled at me.

"Coming, coming, Your Excellency," I said, hurrying over to the president's desk.

"So, what is the arena for this year?" she asked.

"This year, we are doing what I call the Lost Island. We are in the process of making this," I said, gesturing at the map I had pulled up,"This island was known as Atlantis before it was lost forever. We are making a replica of it."

"It fits perfectly for this year's Quarter Quell," Tides said.

"Yes ma'am," I said,"Each tribute will be injected with a serum that gives them their districts special power. One is Aphrodite, two is Ares, and so on."

"Thank you very much," the president said, giving me one of her rare smiles,"This year's Hunger Games will be a year to remember."