Don was silent for a moment as he finally finished strapping his gear on. Walking dead. R. Personally, he'd have preferred simply ending that life, that undead, in between life even worse than the lives of most of the Tributes. And he likely would have ignored Harley's request on the matter, had he not heard a strange rattle sound coming from the back end of the Cornucopia's shell.

"Let's go," he said, internally annoyed at his lost chance.