"TIM!" She had expected mutated creatures or even other Tributes, but not something as mundane as rotting floorboards. The two other Tributes seemed alright, but Tim hit the ground hard and then played cushion for the other two. Stephanie moved to go to him, but he was gone before she could get there and then Bruce was jumping into the water and there was chaos and blood. She aimed her bow at the dark water, slowly walking up the ramp of the tree house in hopes of getting a better shot. It was too murky and a bow was useless against the giant snake and hundreds of fish.

Instinct wanted her to jump into the water and help, but training told her that those few supplies were too valuable to just give up and if Tim or Bruce were injured there was hopefully something in there to help. Taking out one of the longer scraps of fabric she had made earlier, Stephanie tied it to an arrow and nocked her arrow. It flew right at a bag and she pulled it to her saving a run up and through the tree house. The moment she had the bag in her hands she was running to the river.

She pulled Tim further from the edge, mentally wincing at the broken bone. "Tim, Tim, come on." Tapping lightly on his cheek she kept one eye on the river waiting for Bruce to emerge. "He's not coming up...I should go in."