ANTHEM DAY SIX / 92.5th

By the time you reach the beach you know something is dreadfully wrong..

Like, duh. The entire damn ocean is red! A far cry from the turquoise hue it was when you first got here, the once salty breeze now smells of nothing but crimson and rot.

But is it truly rot? Your one and only rival is gone, you still stand tall... at least, for now. 

The following tributes have departed from the resort:
Lindsay
Lindsay Lohan

Your itinerary is bloody, but you can read it nonetheless. A plane roars in the distance, jetting into view from behind the clouds. But it's small, too small. Could it truly only have room for one person? *grindr ping*

*posting order will be decided by district order, members will attack in order of their district; if mandated with a district partner, a goes before b, and so on

*one death is required per fight

Beachside:
Heather vs Paris

[posting order: Heather, Paris]