Real or Not Real?

by The Gods' Quill

Only a few hours after President Coin's death, Katniss wakes up to find her world destroyed and replaced with another. Will she find old friends in this new world? Or will she make new enimies?

1. Chapter 1

Peeta. Peeta. Peeta. I chant his name in my head while pacing around my pris- I mean room. Is he ok? Did the District 13 soldiers kill him just as they and that worthless piece of scum Gale killed Prim?

A slot under my door opens and in comes my meal- A hot dish with lamb, mashed potatoes, and broccoli. Then a small pot, similar to the one I got burn medicine in during the first Games follows it. I check inside to confirm the morphling tablets are in there and gobble them down greedily. I melt to the ground releasing a moan of pleasure (A.N. NOT LIKE THAT!) from the drug entering my blood system.

Deep in the meadow, under the willow
A bed of grass, a soft green pillow
Lay down your head, and close your eyes
And when they open, the sun will rise.

I start crying, remembering Rue's death. How that scream calling out my name seemed so long ago. But I continue singing.

Here it's safe and here it's warm
Here the daisies guard you from every harm
Here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I love you.

I then think of Prim and her premature death. I can't take it anymore and am now wailing into the mattress. Yet somehow, I find the courage to continue on

Deep in the meadow, hidden far away
A cloak of leaves, a moonbeam ray
Forget your woes and let your troubles lay
When again it's morning, they'll wash away.

I start beating the mattress with my fists, thinking how unfair the world is. All the deaths I witnessed, all for this? A ruin of a world for us to live in? I take a deep breath and start to sing the final verse.

Here it's safe and here it's warm
And here the daisies guard you from every harm
And here your dreams are sweet and tomorrow brings them true
Here is the place where I love you.
Here is the place where I love you.

I am now screaming at the top of my lungs, crying, and punching the mattress. I don't realize that my room is becoming wavy, like a scratched disk. When I look up, I see that I am in a tube with green slime and chords poking into me. Across me is the face of a young male scientist who seems strangely familiar.

So yea. I also have this on my wattpad account and that's were I'll be updating it first, so press on the link to go there.

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