The Capitol was giving Cade severe headaches.
There was the small fact that the Capitol was very bright and lluminated, and Cade didn't like that. He was a creature of the dark. Of the night. He felt as though there was a constant spotlight trained on him
And there was. He was a tribute in the 99th games. The whole nation was watching him and his fellow 23 tributes. 23 of them were going to die. Cade knew that. Everyone did.
But no one knew quite how determined Cade was to survive.
Except, maybe, a single girl. And she probably would have known, but right now she was deep in calm sleep, the first rest she had gotten recently. Family and friends began to let out the breath they had been holding, and they began to hope.
Little did they know.
Little did they realize.
