Bag obtained and tightly clung to, Ariadne makes her escape from the Cornucopia quickly before she can get pulled into any more of the bloodbath going down around there. She ducks into the nearest building, unaware that it's already inhabited by another the Tributes.
Her heart is still in her throat as she carefully shuts the door behind her, leaning against a nearby wall as she waits for her heartbeat to calm down enough for her to actually go through her bag. At some point, she knows that she needs to check around, make sure that she's alone, that she won't be killed in her sleep if she stays there. But for now, she just wants to catch her breath.
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Her heart is still in her throat as she carefully shuts the door behind her, leaning against a nearby wall as she waits for her heartbeat to calm down enough for her to actually go through her bag. At some point, she knows that she needs to check around, make sure that she's alone, that she won't be killed in her sleep if she stays there. But for now, she just wants to catch her breath.