Imagine floating in space. Without a worry, without any guilt, without fear. Then imagine a hole being created in space, a strong tornado and then being sucked into the hole.

That was what it was like.

When I opened my eyes, I knew something was wrong. Things looked too different. It was something of a makeshift hospital, and a very round face was staring at me.

I sat up too quickly.

"Hey! Calm down! You just woke up!"

"Where am I?" I demanded, "And how long have I been sleeping? How come I'm here? What's happening? What...?"

Shouldn't I be in the arena? I blinked a couple of times. That's right. I should be in that glass arena. Were the Games over? Did I win? No... Victoria. Victoria had attacked me... So I was dead? But, but I felt so... alive.

"Slow down lady!" the man said as he drew away from me, "I- you died in your Games and-"

"Who won?" I asked immediately.

"Charles Chevrolet."

"Seriously?!" I cried. Charles? Charles?!

There were too many things to digest. Too many things to understand. I died... but I was still here. I had killed two people. Were they alive too? I hoped so but at the same time I didn't want to meet them. I couldn't look them in the eye, especially since one of them was an ally.

What the hell was happening?!

"Listen, Dove, I know you are confused but please remain calm while I explain the situation."

"C-can you give me some water? Please?"

He nodded and then poured out a glass of water for me. I held the glass gingerly in my hands, as if it were really fragile. If I was dead then why was I so thirsty?

"Dove... you aren't dead. When Victoria killed you, we were doing some research here, and instead of dying you ended up here."

"What is here?" I asked, barely registering what he said. I died but I didn't die? Like how? Was he mad?

"This is Panem. However this is another timeline."

"You mean...?"

"Yeah. You are not in your own world. Something happened during our experiments and you ended up here. It has happened before. A boy from your Games ended up here too some time back."

"How the hell is that even possible?!" I cried out. I could even accept travelling through time but a different timeline?! A different dimension?! A different universe?! That was supposed to be fiction! But- but...

"I know it's hard."

"You are lying."

"No Dove. How can you explain being alive then?"

"How do you know I am from another universe? How do I get back?"

"Dove, the choices our ancestors made has helped us to be much more advanced in technology. We know what happens in your world. But... you can't go back."

"NO!" I cried, "JACOB! My fiance is there! I have to go back!"

"Sorry dear but there is no way."

I fell back on my bed. Another universe, no Jacob... I was ready to pass out. Why the hell did I volunteer?! To figure out who I was?! Such a nonsensical reason! I was so stupid! Now I had lost everything! My biological parents, my foster parents, my fiance, my friends... every single thing!

"So I will have to live here?" I asked weakly.

"Yes... if you survive."

Survive?

"What do you mean?" I asked slowly. I hoped it wasn't what I thought it was. It couldn't be... please no...

"Well Dove," the man said sadly, " This is still Panem. And since you are here on accident-"

"- I have been reaped for the Games," I completed in a whisper.

He nodded at me slowly and suddenly I felt as if I was suffocating. No... not again! Not again!

And before I knew it, exhaustion took over and I passed out, still wondering why it had to happen to me.

Hello all! Everyone who read Glass Glade, this is a resurruction story for Dove Savage. I will be doing one for Dante too. I know the concept I used is idiotic, but this is fiction so... anyway I hope you enjoy this! There will be three or four more chapters so stay tuned!

Have a great day!