The Tooth Child

I’d been moving (limping?) from place to place within the town-like Arena for ages, trying to avoid the other Tributes.

Most recently, I’d been holing up in the sheriff’s department. It felt more like home in a time like this, especially since something about it reminded me more of the old homicide unit back in Baltimore than the SVU in New York.

Soon afterwards, I saw Detective Munch exit the building. Sure, he wasn’t wearing the costume when he exited, but that didn’t necessarily mean he didn’t set the fire.

In the sunset, we saw a great plume of smoke coming from what looked like the part of the Arena across the river.

But we hadn’t expected a new set of danger.

During Training Week, and when I’d seen my sons in on TV when they were in the Arena, I’d seen footage from earlier Games where it looked like the Game Makers could control the weather in the Arenas.

My little fire was escalated by the odd rainstorm. At the rate things were going, it didn’t look like I’d survive.

If I was right about the gasoline rain being on both sides of Iron Hill, I didn’t think Marla and Dr. Mallard would, either.

While the town of Iron Hill and the surrounding forest burned, the Tooth Child crawled out of the rocks at the meeting of the edge of the burning forest and the disused quarry.

Congratulations! You have been reaped:

The Tooth Child of the Channel Zero fandom