The lights flickered each time the peacekeeper clicked the button. On cue the electricity zapped from her head to the bottom of her feet. They were on day fourteen on torturing her in different ways. Electrocuting her was probably their favorite because it seemed like she was there a lot more. Water boarding was Snow's favorite. He never admitted it but he would be in the back of the room, hands crossed with a smile imprinted on his face. Other times they would strap her into a chair, helmet on her head and forced her to watch made up scenes of people she loved become strangers. Peeta was the main attraction, trying to trick her that he was evil and the "true" monster that he was. Katniss was a bit unsure of what they were trying to get her to believe. It would have been great if she could talk to Finnick but she had been staying in another cell. Who knew if he was even alive.

"Again!" A voice shouted from the back. Katniss closed her eyes, ready for the zap to flow through her body. She clenched on the handcuffs and screamed at the pain.

Once she knocked out, the peacekeepers would drag her into another room for a different assignment. This time they were shoving her into a unfamiliar room. The peacekeeper shoved her once more and tied her down into a chair, snapped his fingers and two capitol people jogged towards the chair. Together they began to cut off her hair. Through this time, Katniss' braid had been left untouched. Now they were chopping it away.

Her eyes flicked towards the braid as a chunk fell to the ground and felt a tear fell with it.

"But I hate it!" Katniss yelled at her father as her mother worked on her magic.

"You want to keep helping me hunt, right?" Her father knelt in front of his daughter. Katniss only nodded.

"Well, you'll have to keep your hair this way. Keeping it down is messy, besides...I can see your pretty face now." He smiled, patting his daughters cheek which made her smile. "Besides, you might even grow to love it."

It seemed rediculous to cry over a hairdo but at the moment it seemed like it was the last piece of her home, of her father that was stripped away. Just like everything else. Katniss kept her eyes glued to the braid, taking deep breaths and dried her tears.

"Up!" The peacekeeper grabbed on her arm, pulling her off the chair and shoved her. Katniss stumbled but found her balance as she walked, taking a small glance at the tangled braid alone on the ground.

Just like other days, Katniss followed the peacekeepers into the next room, follow instructions and shut up. Sounded pathetic but there wasn't much for her to do.

She lost count how many passages they went through until they finally arrived. The peacekeeper shoved Katniss in the room alone and slammed the door behind her. She glanced around the empty room and noticed that they took her into a different cell. One much smaller.

"Wha-" Katniss asked.

But the lights went out and the room became pitch black.


Several hours passed and finally the door opened.

"What's your name?" The peacekeeper asked.

"Kat- Katniss Everdeen" Katniss stood, covering the light shining in her eyes.

The door closed right after that. Making the dark overcome the room.


A day later and the door opened again.

"Who are you?" The peacekeeper asked.

"Katniss Everdeen" Her eyes squinted.

But the door closed again.


Seven days passed or it could have been three, honestly she couldn't tell anymore. The cell had no window. No connection to the outdoors. They could have been keeping her for a whole year and it wouldn't have made a difference.

Katniss spent hours into a corner and wrapped herself into a ball. Often she sang to keep sane.

The door had remained closed that she thought maybe they had forgotten all about her. Food would magically appear through a slit once a day but that was the only interaction she received.

Slowly she slid her side on the ground and brought her knees towards her chest as she stared at the wall.

Images of Prim seemed so blurry. She couldn't remember if her sister had hazel or brown eyes. Did her mother have a mole behind her ear or was that just her imagination? What was Haymitch's favorite beverage?

They're messing with your head, Katniss.

Sleep. All she needed was some rest and she'd regain her memory back.

"Up!" A voice shouted from the other side of the room. Immediately Katniss stood and squinted as a bright light appeared when the door opened.

"Name?" The man asked.

"Katniss.." Her throat felt dry as she mumbled the name.

"Katniss what?" He asked.

"Ever-" she frowned, trying to remember what the last half was. "deen. Katniss Everdeen"

but the door shut once more.


The sound of a ruffle snapped her from her slumber. Katniss instantly reached where the noise came from and gripped into the rats body. The small animal gave a few squeaks but she but the disturbance behind her. The slit that used to give her food had remained shut for the last week. No one had opened the door and they had failed to give her anything to eat. By her small luck, the room that she had been stuffed in had a few holes around the room that allowed rats to run back and forth.

After suffocating the poor creature, Katniss' worst part came up and that was peeling the fur off. The sound of the animal suffering wasn't the worst part but eating the meat raw made her gag. Each bite felt like death but she still ate slowly, trying to savor every nibble. Who knew when she would see another rat.

Once she finished her meal, she placed her back against the wall and closed her eyes humming a song her father often mumbled through the woods. She hummed up to the chorus when she stumbled on the next line. Suddenly a song that she new by heart was missing several words.

"Keep it together.." Katniss whispered.

Her hands clamped over her face breathing slowly.


A bright light beamed onto Katniss' closing eyes making her wake. Her hands blocked her eyesight until she finally adjusted to the brightness. There at the door stood a figure. The figure stood tall, staring down Katniss until he finally said,

"Who are you?"

Katniss kept quiet. If she answered with her name she'd surely be locked again. She swallowed hard.

"Kat-" she stopped, unsure how her name ended.

"Who are you?" Repeated the man.

"No one. I am no one." Katniss robotically said.


Sorry for the delay! I don't have exact days when I'll update or any promises because these chapters are very dark and will only get darker! It honestly takes me hours to finish a paragraph and that's just because I have to think dark. Sorry if this was a little too much but eh. Please stay tune!