Lily was still attempting to wrap this entire ordeal around in her head, while at the same time pushing herself from allowing herself to die. Her life previous from here was a complete blood bath, and that was as much as she could remember before being taken into The Games.

It's my fault. It's all my fault. She told herself over and over, while she carefully walked around the area who's only thought was on the unfortunate ends of her "brothers" and with whatever chances of surviving she had left.

Days went on, and she was all too used to hardly eating due to the fact that the scientists seemed to be cruel whenever the children didn't meet their ever so high expectations. Though with what little she knew about the world around her, she had the little knowledge that was transferred into her from the Cerberus Spine, Lily had knew the differences between a few berries here and there and was currently munching on a few that she had found to be perfectly safe.

Hearing a branch snap, she quickly turned on her heels to see an unfamiliar face a distance away. Seeing his hands on a machete, she immediately saw him as an enemy and fear surely enough overwhelmed her.

"Um..." she began, curling her fingers and clenching them into a fist, "Hello...?"