I'm running and running and there was never anything before the running or after the running and there has never been anything but the running.
"KATNISS!"
I react to the scream before I register who it is. I'm running still but now I'm running to, and not from.
"KATNISS! HELP!"
I burst into a clearing, and am suddenly stopped by an invisible wall. I pound on it and my hands break through but somehow my body is held back as if invisible peacekeepers are holding me back.
"PRIM!"
I scream and grab and sob and try to break through, break through to where she is kneeling on the ground being beaten and beaten ad beaten until there is no more left to beat, it is all a bloody mess and how is that even a person let alone my sister, my sweet innocent sister lying on the ground in a pool of her own blood and yet she is still alive, she is still fucking alive and screaming.
"KATNISS!"
I burst awake, screaming, sitting up and clawing my way off the bed, trying desperately to get to the door, trying to get to her still because I need to see her, I need to go see her and know that she is okay.
"Katniss, Katniss honey, calm down."
I whip around, ready to hit whoever is in my room, in my bed, ready to knock them to the ground before they can get to her.
But then I see who it is.
And I remember.
"It was just a dream Katniss, only a dream." Peeta says, pulling me to him, pulling me close and wrapping his arms around me, keeping me safe, keeping me sane.
"Prim." I whisper.
"Katniss..."
I start to sob, remembering that she is not in the next room over.
She is not here.
She is gone.
A/N: I just saw Catching Fire today and I was trying to do homework and well... this happened. This is my first Hunger Games fic and I hope you like it, please please please review! I know it's annoying but really, reviews are payment and I might as well stop writing if I don't get reviews. Even an "I loved it!" works.