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chapter one: waiting

I sit in a sickingly white room, brushing my fingertips anxiously against the smooth surface.

I stare at the white wall in front of me observing every detail I can possibly process, I think back to what happened in the arena, its almost to painful just to think about it, but I have to ... I need answers . I get up and start pacing the claustrophobic room , I am quick to sit back down, and I start to brush my fingers through my hair, gritting my teeth...

I just can't get the images out of my head, they haunt me. Katniss's arrow fly with Beetee's wire wrapped around the core, and the image that brings tears to my eyes causing the hot liquid to pour over my cheeks, Katniss's limp body in the claws of a hovercraft , her head dangling off the edge, hands hanging down so you can see the blood dripping down her arm.

Pain surges through my body,grief , depression, and much more pain that I couldn't possibly describe.

I couldn't save her, she slipped through my grasp,she's dead and I couldn't save her!. I am sobbing now.

After that, I blacked out , woke up in this room on a thin pad as a mattress laying on a small metal bed frame. It has only been three days, but it feels as if i've been here forever.

I haven't slept , have barely eaten anything that comes from the small slit that can only be opened from the other side. I start to pull my hair . It helps me from going into a complete meltdown.I stop and start to brush my fingers against the tiles again, just staring at the wall. Anything to distract myself.

I stay like this for what seems like an hour , but is most likely just fifteen minutes ,and to my surprise, the door opens , there are two peacekeepers.

The one to the left gestures me to get up. I take a minute to inspect them, every small detail , they each have a gun on their right hip and a pole with small spikes sharp enough to leave small puncture wounds in the skin .

The same peacekeeper as before gestures me to get up again, saying with the sharp hand motion " this your last warning" I get up only just now noticing the sharp pains in my thighs from sitting for to long.

I must have sat there longer than I thought. I get up slowly with small but heavy steps. When I reach the door each peacekeeper grabs one of my arms , leading me into a dimly lit hallway that smells of bleach.

This hallway is lined with metal doors , designed to keep whoever lies behind the door locked in.

We walk along the hallway for a little while before we reach an elevator,the peacekeeper on my right hand side reaches over and presses a small icon with an arrow pointing up, as we enter the elevator I immediatley notice mirrors on all four sides.

I look at myself greasy hair, sunken eyes , bags that are almost the colour purple under my eyes, it looks as if I have lost a few pounds,and there are scratches stretching across my face ,only to remind me once more about the arena.

I start to find as many distractions I possibly can, and I start staring at the flashing numbers as we reach floor eleven,we were on floor one before.

When we get out I discover we are just going down another hallway once more lined with doors .

I notice the numbers on each door, a different one on each door,and I only concentrate on the numbers ,causing us to go slower , the numbers are in the millions.

One of the peace keepers nudges me in the back with the butt of their gun signaling "go faster" I listen to the command I was silently given.

I start to pay attention to the clacks the peacekeepers feet make as they make contact with the ground, while mine barely lift up making a shuffling sound.

Their footsteps almost make a pattern, it's just one step every once in a while that throws off the pattern.

While I stare at our feet, we make a sharp turn , I whip my head up only to meet a door that is slightly larger than the other ones.

They open the door and I freeze as I notice the drastic change in temperature.

It has at least dropped by twenty degrees.

I get another nudge to get me moving , sending chills up my spine.

I feel the ice cold creep over my skin making me colder by the minute as we go further into the depths of this hallway.

we turn again, facing yet another door but this time it has two peacekeepers on either side.

The set of peacekeepers holding my arms quickly let go , just so the second set to grab a tight grip and push me into the room.

I cringe as I smell the strong scent of roses.

end of chapter.

Thank you for reading this chapter and I hope you will continue reading the following chapters.

Thank you!.