Mags
I can tell that she's moving as quick as possible.
I can tell she's weak.
I can tell she won't be able to take me much longer.
As I cling to her back, I can tell Katniss is trying to keep it up.
The deadly mist is so close to us now. Katniss falls. She manages to get up again and hobble on a bit longer. She stumbles again. My mind is racing. I don't know what to do for her. But she gets up again. My back muscles start to sag. I feel Katniss buckling and I can tell she's about to fall again.
She collapses and I roll off her back. I can tell that this time, she isn't going to get up.
Not with me on her anyway. Finnick is standing next to her with Peeta. I can see their lips moving but I can't hear anything they're saying. But I can tell that neither of them can take me.
I can tell this is it.
It takes all of my strength to stand. My skin and muscles are slowly collapsing. I can tell I won't last any longer.
I reach up and do what I can tell will be the last thing I ever do.
I kiss Finnick on the lips. I can tell he will be upset at what I'm about to do.
But I can tell that he knows it's the only thing left.
I straighten up and waddle towards the mist. A million droplets hit my skin like a million knifes. My body is having spasms and my legs and arms start jerking everywhere. I can tell that the others will be standing and watching my daunting death dance as I fall to the ground.
My body is falling apart. I manage to move my head to look down at it. My legs are gone. Now my mind starts to have spasms. I can't manage to think the slightest thing. It mist is boring through my head. I'm falling. As I'm about to plunge into a sea of cloud, I hear the cannon go.
I can tell it is mine, and I can tell I am dead.