Honestly, I just want to finish this and put it aside already. I mean, S&S is a fairly short story and I'm taking too long; so I will try to finish this before August comes. Still, no promises.
The Hunger Games is disclaimed.
Glimmer is silent during our walk to the viewing room where we last saw Clove. Somehow, Glimmer knows exactly where Clove is. If she could find people that easily in the Games, she could've easily won.
"Clove," she says firmly, "I have a few words for you. The last you'll hear from me."
The booth's lighting is too dim to see Clove's reaction, but she follows Glimmer. When I make a move to follow, I feel both girls glare at me in unison. I immediately freeze in place.
Minutes pass, and just as I wonder how many words is 'a few', a bright light comes from around the corner. When it gets closer and passes me, I can see that Glimmer is within the light, wearing her most beautiful smile; and Clove is right behind.
I start running after Glimmer, despite Clove's calls to stop. I chase the light to a place I swear is familiar, but remembering is not a priority. There appear two gaping holes, and, as I slow to a stop, I realize Glimmer is at the gates.
Clove finally catches up and mutters 'Leave her. Careers should be independent; right until the end.' I only nod.