Sort-of freeverse. I don't know what to call this. Annie. I kind of feel like I haven't done her justice, but that's okay. Because I have forever to get her right.
Review, please. *burst of cuteness*
Monsters
There's a bug crawling up her arm.
You wonder if she notices.
She doesn't seem to, still shoveling in the glop they serve here.
But it's crawling up her arm and it has pincers and it's not a bug, how did you ever mistake it for a bug? you know what it is, it's a monster and it's going to kill you if you don't kill it but you can't kill it because you don't like blood and even if it has green blood, it's still blood, and you're panicking because they're expecting you to kill that huge monster but you can't you can't you can't you can't -
..
Shhhh.
He's calling you, Annie.
Just listen, Annie.
Listen hard.
Hold on to those words, because they're the only thing keeping you here.
What bug, Annie?
You know there's no bug.
Even if there was one, it's just a bug, Annie.
Not a monster, Annie.
Okay, Annie?
That makes sense.
Right, Annie?
..
But can't they see it?
They're not in District 13, they're in another world.
Where there are monsters sitting beside them
And you can't breathe because you are drowning - drowning - drowning
And everything is blue and black and purple and you can't see clearly
But you see enough, which is more than they do.
Why can't they see that it's not real?
That nothing they believe in is real because what you see right now is real, not what they see, not the bloody bodies or the districts in rebellion or the hunger, it's this world that you see that's the only thing that's true and why can't they see what you see just monsters just water pressing down on you and you can't breathe and it's just blue and black and you can't see what they see you just see the pain the pain the pain -
..
And the green.
The green, Annie.
Focus on the green, Annie.
Him, Annie.
Shhhh, Annie.
Green, Annie.
It's okay, Annie.
The monsters are gone.
You're not drowning, Annie.
You know how to swim, remember?