“Ladies and gentlemen....."His voice is quiet, but mine rings through the room. "Let the Seventy-sixth Hunger Games begin!”
“Ladies and gentlemen, let the Seventy-fourth Hunger Games begin!”
“I'm unaware that my feet are moving to the table until I'm inches from the holograph. My hand reaches in and cups a rapidly blinking green light.Someone joins me, his body tense. Finnick, of course. Because only a victor would see what I see so immediately. The arena. Laced with pods controlled by Gamemakers. Finnick's fingers caress a steady red glow over a doorway. "Ladies and gentlemen..."His voice is quiet, but mine rings through the room. "Let the Seventy-sixth Hunger Games begin!”
“Let the Seventy-forth Hunger Games begin, Cato, I think. Let them begin for real.”
“Let the Hunger Games Begin!”
“Let the games begin!”