Hunger Games Panem Map Novels & Stories

, not minding that she was from an opposing team. "Did you really have to mention both names?", she asked, chuckling. I laughed. And she scurried off like before. I unzipped my gear from the neck a little, slid my hand, opened the inner breast pocket and luckily for me, it was there. I spread the map flat on the floor. It looked so simple. It was like a "children's treasure hunt game" map. It had red tracings from outside the arena leading straight to the chest. There were also markers indicating a "site", in case you couldn't figure out the way from the start. It even showed locations of hidden crates.

She pulled a map out of a drawer in the desk. “This was my old desk, from before I was mated,” Amelia said, glancing around the room with a smile. “This is your home castle?” Kate asked, looking around the room in surprise. Amelia nodded and said, “That’s why I know so much about the grounds used for the Hunt. I’ve been playing along them for years. Here, look at this map.” Amelia pulled the map out and laid it flat on the desk. It showed the mountains, forests, canyons and the rivers running through the playing area.

According to the map, if they took the left, they would soon arrive at a stream, which was the hydration spot for many animals like rabbit, dears and horses. If they encountered those wild animals, it would seal their position as the winner. “Let’s go!” Kaelan urged them excitedly, “I bet the other teams were all way behind us.” He found Aurora studying the map with a frown. “What is the matter Gamma Aurora?” “Nothing…Let’s go.” Aurora put the map back in her backpack. There was a scraping mark on the map as though somebody had tried to change the details… But she was probably being paranoid.

He accepted it with a nod, wrapping both hands around the warm porcelain. We sat in comfortable silence, the only sound the soft clink of teaspoons and the distant murmur of waking pack members. When I finished eating, Henry cleared the tray quietly. I leaned back, stretching my arms above my head. “There’s one more thing,” he said, slipping off his seat and returning with a rolled parchment tied with a thin ribbon. My heart quickened. I untied the ribbon and unfurled the map inside. It was hand-drawn, every tree, rock, and path carefully inked. But what caught my eye were the little stars, tiny, bright marks sprinkled across the territory.