This one's kinda short. Sorry for the mix-up in the last chapter.
I'm still kinda new to this.
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Katniss knew she was dead as Clove pointed the knife. She writhed in the tight bonds, where she was slowly losing circulation. Clove had dead aim. Katniss
remembered watching with jealousy as she hit the target in the center. Clove took a moment to aim, then let the knife fly. It smacked into the thick bark, only
centimeters above Katniss' head. It took all her nerve to not flinch. Clove pulled out another knife, this one smaller, and aimed lower. Katniss squeezed her eyes
shut and the knife sailed and landed below her armpit. Then Cato pulled a knife out about as long as her middle finger. Clove didn't hesitate. She flung the knife
and it hit the center of Katniss' stomach. The pain wasn't as bad as the coals, but it was enough to make her gasp for air. Clove walked over and pulled the
knives from the trees but when she came to the one in her stomach, she yanked it out fiercely. Katniss screamed as her vision tunneled.
"Clove..." Cato called. "That's enough. Let her be." Katniss made a weak sound of gratitude. Blood poured out of the stab in her stomach. Suddenly two
cannons went off.
"Those were probably your little friends." Cato spat. As much as Katniss hated Cato, she wanted to believe Peeta and Rue were alive but them against Marvel
and Glimmer... Katniss hung her head and tried to keep back tears, but they forced and soon, Katniss was crying and helpless.