A drop of blood fell from Starkâ€™s dangling body and hit Eden in the eye. He recoiled and grimaced, trying to wipe and blink out the red from his eye. He turned around and froze when he saw the gun in Ryeâ€™s hands. Emery also stood still and, for the fleetest of moments, felt agitated with Rye holding that weapon. When he spoke, a knot formed in her chest. She watched as the gun fell to the ground and he began walking away. There was no one left to fight. There was only a dear friend and someone who she may even love back. There could only be one remaining in the end.  She frowned. With a huff, Emery picked up the gun and ran after Rye.<br/><br/>â€œNo one needs to decide!â€ she exclaimed, grabbing his shoulder to stop him. â€œTo hell with the Capitol, we donâ€™t need to die. Weâ€™re not going to kill each other. Donâ€™t you see, Rye? We have the upper hand. We can live. We can live until we die.â€ She turned him around and held both of his shoulders. â€œAnd stop acting like you donâ€™t care about your life. I want you to live, too.â€ She smirked. â€œSo start caring, dammit.â€ She wrapped her fingers around his neck, assuming control, and planted her lips on his in a ferocious manner. Eden blinked and smiled sheepishly at the two.<br/><br/>Emery stepped back and rubbed her nose, muttering, â€œOw. I think my nose is broken.â€ She laughed a little and shook her head. Suddenly, she felt a blast of warmth in her neck. Her hand flew to the spot and she pulled out a little silver dart. Then, Eden gasped subsequent to his arm being struck with another dart. One found its way into Ryeâ€™s back as well.<br/><br/>â€œWhatâ€™s going on?â€ cried Eden, throwing his dart on the ground and stepping away. Inspecting the little arrow, Emery swallowed a lump in her throat and murmured, â€œCutting out the weakest links, I suppose.â€ The voice of the Gamemaster sounded over the area: â€œCongratulations on making it to the last five, tributes. Now weâ€™re going to try something new to get things going. Each of you has been hit with a dart containing a poison that will kill you within ten hours. The antidote is now being released into the air. Whoever injects themselves with it will survive. The rest will perish. May the odds be ever in your favor!â€