Here I am. Curled up in a ball, on the floor, trapped. Trapped within not only reality, but also darkness. I am surrounded by this darkness. I cannot find the light. As a result, I am lost. Lost in thought once again. I don't know how to escape. He was my guide. He could guide me to freedom. However, I no longer have him. I hate to say it, but I need him. Then again, who is he? I don't understand why I need someone I can't even remember. I know I am stronger than this. I'm confused. How come I can't find the exit that will lead me out of my mind? Then again, the real questions are where am I? What is going on? Who am I? I don't even know who I am. I can't even figure out my own name. The darkness has clouded my memory. There are only two things that I can barely grasp that allows me to cling on to life. The only things I know are that his name, is Cato and we have had two children together. I know their names are Katniss and Cato jr. Where did the name Katniss come from? This is the only information I have. Now, what do I do with it? Can I use this information to piece together the puzzle of my life? Then again, am I even alive? I don't even feel my heart beat. It is as if I need someone to make it beat. Who? Who can make my heart beat? Is it this Cato guy that I need? He seems so prominent in my mind. The more I think about him, the more emotion I feel flooding my soul. This emotion starts to strengthen my soul. As my soul gets stronger, so does my mind and body. My mind begins to find more pieces to the puzzle. I start to remember. I am married to Cato. He is the father of my children. I love them more than anything. Somehow, I know Cato loves me. I can feel his love flow through my veins. His love reaches my brain. My brain then begins to gather the few remaining pieces of the puzzle. My name is Clove. I am highly skilled with knives. I am 17. I am from District 2. I survived the Hunger Games. My best friends, other than Cato, are Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark, and they are from District 12. That is where I got the name Katniss. She is a fighter. That is why I named my daughter after her. The pieces of the puzzle finally fit together perfectly. I now know what is going on. I have just escaped from the District 13 Hospital with my children, and Katniss's mother and sister. Cato sacrificed himself to save us. I finally rise from the darkness, and into the light. I now I am fully aware of my surroundings. I did it. I found my exit. Now the question is, what happens next?