After my third shot, the lights in the bar get brighter and start to spin around, making me dizzy. When I first came to District 2, I tried to drink my problems away, like Haymitch. Well, I didn't have a good experience. The voices around me are disappearing and everything turns into a blur when suddenly, I am back in District 12.

Sitting on the living room couch next to Rory, I unhappily watch the Capitol newsfeed. Tonight they are showing the reapings for the Quarter Quell, or the 75th Hunger Games. I'm too old to be picked for this year, but I'm nervous for Rory and Vick. This year will have special rules, so President Snow is reading the rules from the Capitol. Snow takes out the paper and says that each District will have to offer up one female and one male victor. The Capitol wants us to know that not even the strongest of us can win. A wrecking ball hits me and my blood runs cold. District 12 only has one female victor. Katniss. My Mom puts her hand on my shoulder and starts to say my name but I am already up and sprinting out of my house. My soul has just been stabbed. This can't be happening. Not again. When I reach the square, there is a crowd people watching the giant public screen. I don't even think about them and shove my way through. I have to reach Katniss' home in the Victors village and be with her. I have to hold her again. I make it to their front door but Prim and her Mom are standing on the porch. Prim is crying and her Mom says, "She ran off once she heard." Running through the streets, I start frantically calling out her name. She couldn't have gotten far, the village isn't that big. My mind is spinning all over the place. I can't lose Katniss again, I just can't! I won't be able to handle it if she doesn't come home. I love her too much! After running around for several minutes, we can't find her, so I head back to her house, knowing she'll have to come back soon. We wait, and after ten minutes or so, I see her. Relief floods me when I see Katniss. However, I quickly notice that she is stumbling and has a liquor bottle in her hand. Haymitch. She must have gone next door to see him. I don't care if she is drunk, she's alive! I run to the door and throw it open, just as she tries to. I pull her into my arms and hold her tighter than I ever have before. The liquor is pouring down my back as she squirms but I don't care. I have her back in my arms, for now. We both don't say anything for a while, but I know that Prim and her Mother will be wanting to asses her condition and talk to her, so I reluctantly let go. Katniss almost falls over, so I have to hold her up as we walk back inside.

That nightmare fades away, but I am still in a world of confusion. Like a never ending dream state. The fear I felt back then after the Quell announcement was overwhelming. I thought that I would lose the love of my life. For a second time I had to go through the agony of watching her on my television screen as she fights for her life. Before I have time to stop it, another nightmare plays and I am back in my home in District 12.

"Keep going Katniss! Move, run, hobble. Just do something! Don't give up!" I whisper through tears as I watch the nerve damaging green fog envelope her. Katniss is at the Quarter Quell by now and I have a new television in my room. Mrs. Everdeen said it was alright for me to borrow one of theirs, since they had three. It was too hard for me to watch the games in front of my family. I have to be strong for them, but I couldn't watch the games without crying. Every day, hour by hour, I was afraid for Katniss. I was afraid she was not going to be coming home. I sit there, on my bed, hugging a pillow, feeling helpless. There's nothing I can do but sit and watch. Just watch. Watch as Katniss fights for her life. It infuriates me and breaks my heart at the same time. The Capitol does this on purpose. Makes us watch. It's cruel. Katniss, Finnick and Peeta have barely made it through the fog. I'm not relieved though, because their nerves are still screwed up. Finnick can barely move, let alone drag Peeta. Peeta's legs won't stop bouncing and Katniss. Her arms and legs are flailing so much that she has to basically scoot herself through the sand to make it to the water. Soaking in the water gets rid of the poison, but it doesn't make me feel any better. Katniss almost died and I wouldn't have been there to save her.

That nightmare ends and I start to come out of my dream state. The first thing I am aware of is my head. It hurts tremendously. I've got a massive hangover. Great. Before I open my eyes, I wipe them with my hand and it comes away wet. I had been crying. Even more great. I slowly open my eyes to see blue painted walls and sun peaking through some curtains to my left. The sun hurt so badly, but that was attributed to the hangover. I look down and there are yellow sheets on my bed. No, wait a second. This isn't my bed. I have green sheets on mine. This isn't my room. Very confused, I pull back the covers and notice that I'm in nothing but my boxers. That's strange. I was wearing all my clothes at the bar. I get up and walk to a mirror on the other side of the room. I look horrible. My eyes and nose are all red and puffy from crying. My hair is sticking out randomly and looks all tangled like a rats nest. As I'm examining my face for anything odd, I hear noise coming from outside the door. Opening the door slowly, I step quietly out into the hallway, unsure of what I'd find. What I find shocked and confused me so much, that I actually jump. "Good morning, Gale." Velvet says in an agitated tone as she clicks her remote, not taking her eyes of the television. What in the world happened last night?