Assassin in District 4? [Open]

Anna stood watching the two of them silently. She always walked back through the forest it was faster and she was less likely to see anyone on the way. She had been held up gutting a late net of fish.
She hadn't even seen the either of them before the one in the forest had yelled to someone out over the frozen water. Now she just stood there frozen. They both looked dangerous, the first she recognized as a career the second she didn't know and didn't want to now that he had a knife to the boys throat.
She wasn't about to step between them but she didn't think she could leave without alerting them either. She slowly tried to take a step back but in shifting her weight she had snapped a twig beneath her foot.
She held her breath hoping that they hadn't heard.

OOC:Was that knife poisoned?
Anna felt the knife cut cut her arm as it flew past and stuck into a tree behind her. She covered the wound with her hand. There was already a lot of blood.
"Come out!" he said in her direction.
They knew she was there, how was she going to get away. Before she had to worry about it though the other one solved her problem for her. He managed to cut the boy on the leg and used that opportunity to flee.
"I should run too" she thought but instead of going after her like she thought he would he began to walk away.
"OK I'll just wait until he's gone then leave" She decided keeping her eyes on the retreating form.

Anna thought he was gone, she couldn't see him anymore. She counted out thirty seconds in her head just to be sure then she allowed herself to move. The first thing she did was walk over to the tree with to knife in it and pulled the knife out. It was a nice knife, she should know she used plenty of different knives everyday, but from the curve she could tell this one had a specific purpose. She remembered watching the Hunger Games a few years ago when the tribute from district 9 had been in with the careers. She had had a knife like this. A hunting knife. Well she could always use an extra knife, she weighed it in her hands to try and get a feel for it. It slipped out of her hand, she was surprised she wasn't usually very butterfingered. She leaned over to pick it up when the whole world began to tilt to the left and she found herself on the ground.
"Oh no" she thought "poison it must have been poisoned"
She tried to get her mind to focus on what to do. She could go in to the town, to the hospital but by the time she got there and they managed to figure out what was in her blood and how to fix it she might already be dead. There was only one choice the knife thrower must have the cure. What if he accidentally cut himself? But what if her didn't? then she would be even worse off.
She didn't have much time to think about it so acting on instinct she forced her legs under her and began walking the way the knife thrower had gone, holding his knife in her right hand and pulling herself along using low-hanging branches with her left.