I see the cruel intention in her eyes; I know that I probably won't make it out alive. The girl I fought so hard to protect was really just using me. Why is everything so shiny? It doesn't feel real. For a brief minute the shininess disappears, I'm in a cave, I feel like I'm on fire. I look to my side and see her, the girl on fire. That's when it hits me, she's burning me! I tried to move away but I'm held down by what feel like straps but it must be her! She knows she is hurting me this way and she keeps me down.
Everything suddenly goes black. I open my eyes and see I'm in a sterile white room. I try to sit up but I'm strapped down. I lie there for what seems like forever until I hear an automatic door slide open. I look to see an avox with a trolley. She presses a button and some of the restraints are released. I look at her, there's no way she could hurt me, no. No hurtful words will escape her lips; her touch will not burn me. I look at the trolley and see a glass of what appears to be water and a small bowl with a clear broth speckled with what looks like herbs. The avox helps me sit up and feeds me, as my hands are still restrained. The whole time she looks at me sympathetically. Maybe she has nightmares too. Although what I see when I close my eyes are not nightmares, they are memories.
Katniss never really wanted me to win; she spent the whole games plotting my inevitable death. The avox helps me lie down and restrains me again. I don't understand why I can't move. It's not me who's the threat here it's her! Katniss should be restrained not me! That's when I notice the syringe in the avox's hand. It has a gold coloured liquid in it. It's probably something to help me sleep. She hesitates before jabbing it into my arm. She mouths something like "I'm sorry" before the drug pulls me under. That's when the nightmares strike me again.
