The axe might be her only chance - and she was fast, maybe she could make it. Maele did a quick check of the other tributes, and saw that across the circle, the boy from 4 (Matt, she remembered) had been looking at her. Was that a good thing; would he help her? Or did he see her as a threat, a rival? But the axe was close - she decided she had to at least try, because she could quite possibly be dead before the day ended anyway. Focus on that first, worry about the others later.

The numbers still counted down ... 4 ... 3 She lowered into a slight crouch, preparing to run.