It was the same thing every day; the same passage that lodged itself in my brain and poisoned my thoughts. I

now dreamed of not sweet kisses, but of a fiery girl with a manic glint in her eye. It scared me, knowing I was

losing the sight of the girl I know I love. Snow was slowly, but surely getting into my head. It was getting harder

and harder to remind myself that it was the poison that was speaking. Everything was lies. The Avox tried his

subtle movements to comfort, but they were starting to have no effect on me. I was forgetting, the memories of

my past were slipping away.

Here in this white room, time did not pass, time did not stop. I could not tell whether it was day or night if it

weren't for the meals they fed me. It was good food, nutritious, but I would rather starve than to keep on being

fed lies.

Once in a while, I was let off the bed and the Avox walked me around the room. President Snow observed from

the doorway with his cool eyes. After lying on the bed for hours or even days at a time, my muscle's weakened

and I had trouble walking sometimes.

Today, the Avox was feeding me when President Snow walked in. He slammed his hand against my bed and

yelled at the Avox to leave. I jumped at his sudden bout of physical violence. He un-cuffed my hands and undid

the straps. With strength I did not think he had, Snow grabbed me by the collar and pulled me up to face him.

"Tell me, tell me now. Do you love her?" he snarled breathlessly.

"Love who?" I tried to think. A face popped up in my head, but faded just as quickly. Who did I love again? I

squeezed my eyes shut and tried to remember.

"The girl, Katniss," Snow spat in impatience.

Katniss. The name clicked in my head. Did I love her? Something told me I did at a point, but another image

quickly took over. She was the evil that the voice spoke of. Katniss was the deceitful greedy girl who looked like

an angel, but had the mind and soul of the devil. The fiery spite and malice that the girl supposedly contained

caused me to shudder.

"Tell me, do you?" Snow shook me again.

Then the image of the lovely girl I once knew came back. I saw her lips turn up in a beautiful smile and he soft

hands caress my face. The dream came back to me and I saw her pink lips so soft and seductive. I wanted to hold

her close to me and kiss her and make her mine.

"Yes," I breathed.

Snow dropped my down and let out a scream of frustration. "Avox!"

The man ran in, his face pale, and his hands were shaking. Snow shot him with a dart and the Avox dropped onto

the floor.

"You are a lucky bastard," Snow spat. "That Avox thought he had made a friend and he was replacing the venom

with water these past three days, but it's over."

He took a large syringe and jabbed it into my heart. Pain exploded across my chest and horrible, horrible words

were screamed into my ear. Snow forced me back into my restraints as I thrashed around.

"No!" I shouted. An evil Katniss repainted herself into my head. She hissed at me and clawed at my eyes. I felt

blood trickle down and she licked the ruby droplets that fell to the ground. Her teeth were stained with my blood

and her eyes looked eager for more.

Snow left me there; he left me drowning in my nightmare and hallucination.