It was my turn. I walked into the vast room, noticing the Gamemakers talking among themselves. I picked up the throwing knives that were placed neatly on a table. I stood in position, ready to strike the dummy. But, my hands were still. I stood still long enough for them to notice. All I did was stare at the dummy, at that moment, my mind was blank, my heart was pumping fiercely. It was only me then, and my beating heart.