Katniss Everdeen let out a scream, and she let her arrow fly. The bolt of lighting followed the arrow up the cable, straight into the dome. The arena erupted in a flash of white light, then the screen went black. Annie stared at her television, waiting for the feed to return, but the seconds stretched on, and still there was nothing.
"Finnick? Finnick?!" Annie called, as if the sound of her voice could bring his image back. She'd seen him knocked back in the blast—he could be injured, dead, and if he wasn't already, the Capitol could surely make it so.
Annie scrambled for a phone, fingers trembling as she dialed the District 4 escort. His line was busy. She dialed Finnick's Capitol phone. No answer.
Someone was banging on her door. "Annie!" he called, and she recognized the voice.
She ran to open the door, and one of the other Victors, Muscida, hurried inside. "What's going on?!" she asked him.
But he grabbed her and started for the back door, "I don't know, but we have to get out of here."
Questions tumbled from her lips as she staggered outside with him, "Where are we going? What's happening to Finnick?"
Muscida cut through the back of the Victor's Village, eyes darting every which way, "I don't know, Annie, we just have to-"
A shot rang out, and Muscida dropped to the ground, fragments of his brain and skull spattering in every direction. Annie screamed as she crashed to her knees with him. She clutched to his shirt, crying out his name, but the life had already left his blood-clouded eyes.
Peacekeepers descended on them. Annie tried to run, but they appeared from every side, grabbing her. She screamed, struggled desperately against them, but they were too strong, too many. They braced her by each arm, and one of them took the end of his gun a struck her across the temple. She cried out in pain, and he struck her again, and again, until blood ran down her face. Her screaming subsided, the pain turned to dizziness, and the last thing she saw was the ocean turning on its end before everything went black.