The first thing I do once Finnick's taken care of is stick the spile in a tree and hammer it in with a knife. Katniss sees to making sure she's still got most, if not all, of her arrows. Odair fiddles with his trident as he mourns Mags. I count my knives and find that I still have all four. That means that the only weapon I lost was the spear when I tried to help Mags. I wetten my hand under the stream of water- more like a tiny waterfall, really- and gently rub it on my wound. It stings for a moment, but it passes. Slowly, I rub the blood and sweat from the gash. I hope that it'll help it heal faster.

"I'm sorry about Mags." I hear Katniss say to Finnick.

"She was never gonna make it." The young man tells her after a moment. "So…"

They fall silent and I can hear the water sloshing as they get up. I think I might've even heard Finnick whisper something. I'm taking the spile out of the tree when I hear Katniss call my name.

"What now?" I ask wearily, scowling.

I turn to see her and Finnick aiming their weapons around. They're in the middle of the pond. My eyes narrow and I turn around, only to be face-to-face with some sort of monkey. My eyes widen in surprise and I flinch back. It lets out some sort of roar and I draw a knife, slowly backing up to my two allies. Upon looking around, I see that there are at least fifteen of the creatures.

"Get to the beach." Katniss tells us.

When the first monkey leaps at us, I know that these are mutts that the Gamemakers have created. Katniss shoots it down, and then the whole group goes wild. My District member is shooting arrows this way and that, the screams of the mutts signifying hits. Finnick swings his trident to whack the monkey-like beasts away and I'm stabbing them with my knife. Their screams and roars fill the air.

One of the creatures jumps on me, knocking me over. Luckily, I'm sitting upright and my head isn't under the water. I stab the creature through the chest, pushing the body off of me. I get to my feet as quick as I can. I look up again, but I don't see Katniss. I do see a monkey trying to bite at something under the water. I throw a knife into the creature and it goes limp. I pull it off of Katniss and pull her out of the water, into a standing position, drawing another knife.

"We have to get to the beach!" I shout above the screeches, pushing her in that direction.

As the three of us are racing away from the pond- Finnick a little behind- the monkeys give chase. One manages to push both Katniss and I over, going for the kill on her. I try to get to my feet, but I know that I won't be fast enough.

But she is. The female morphling leaps out from hiding and in front of the girl on fire. She takes the killing blow for her, her screams filling the air. I leap forward and stab the beast atop of her, as Finnick and Katniss fend off other monkeys. They look at the morphling.

"Who is that?" Katniss asks, obviously having not recognized her savior yet.

"The morphling!" I tell her. There's not enough time to tell her that she saved her. "Help me get her!"

Katniss grabs one of her arms, I grab the other. Finnick follows, fighting off the monkey-mutts, as we drag the injured woman towards the beach. She speed up into a run, still dragging the woman. I can see the light of the sunrise through the last few trees. We burst out onto the sand, the young man from Four throwing himself out of the jungle after us.

He gets to his feet as Katniss and I lay the morphling out on the water. I turn back to help Finnick, but he doesn't need any. The mutts are just standing at the edge of the jungle, still screeching. I glance back at Katniss, who's trying to comfort the dying morphling. I know it's not her thing, but she's not doing a bad job.

"It's okay. Shh, shh. Do you want to see something?" I have to admit, she actually does sound soothing. The morphling quiets down her gasping a moaning to listen. "Look up. Look." They both do and even I glance up. "It's beautiful, isn't it? All of those colors. Don't worry about anything else. I'm right here with you. It's okay."

She sounds so much like Peeta in this moment; Katniss does.

The morphling slowly falls silent. I glance down at her, seeing her eyes staring into the colorful, digital sky. And I instantly know that she's gone. Katniss gently rests her on the surface of the water just as the cannon goes off. At the same time, the mutts turn and vanish back into the jungle. Finnick watches them go, still poising his trident just in case.

Seeing the hovercraft in the distance, I motion for Katniss to retreat back up to the beach. She does, giving the body one last glance. Another minute later, the hovercraft swoops in, the claws slowly coming down. They grasp around the lifeless body of the morphling. Finnick has finally stopped watching the jungle for mutts and glances at the hovercraft.

"She sacrificed herself for you." I tell Katniss quietly.

She looks at me, trying to detect any trace of a lie embedded in my features. She sees none. "And I didn't even know her name."

I'd tell her, but I know she'd only feel more guilt over it. So I don't.

The metal claws of the hovercraft have retracted fully and it begins to ascend again. The metal doors close as it takes off, with the morphling inside. I know that we owe that woman our lives now. She did what Finnick and I could not in that moment; she saved Katniss. Johanna was right when she told me that the morphling had joined the alliance. And I'd doubted it partially. Fool.

I spot Odair fishing with his trident and get up, finally sheathing my knife. The only thought I had was how long a night it had really been. First the fog and then the mutts. And I'd only lost one of my knives through that. And there were still three of us left of our small group. We all knew that we'd lose Mags, but it still came as a shocker when we really did lose her. At least she had died quickly, not in too much pain.

Finnick comes back up the beach with three decent sized fish in his hand, trident in the other. We sit down just under the shade of the trees and each begin skinning our own meal. Because we're not near the forcefield and don't want to advertise our location with a fire, we eat the food raw. It doesn't taste that bad. Everything's quiet and calm for the moment.

The sun's well up when screaming erupts from across the lake, in the trees. We all glance up in that direction, suddenly tense.

"That's new." I say as we all get up.

We hear a crashing sound and I narrow my eyes. I can barely see what looks like water just under the tree tops, heading down towards the lake. A flood? We watch, horrified, as a large wave of water bursts from the trees. A cannon sounds. The water rides upon the surface of the lake smoothly, until it goes up the cornucopia and separates, water mixing with that of the other sections. The small wave in the section before us comes up to our ankles, even though we're against the trees. The water retracts back into the lake, which seems fuller than before.

We see the hovercraft returning at the very edge of the trees. The claws reach down, coming back up with a body. I can't distinguish who it is from this distance. The hovercraft takes in the body and then flies over us on its way to drop off the body- probably at the Capitol.

"Someone's here." Katniss suddenly draws an arrow and looks to our right.

Finnick and I glance in that direction, my hand on the hilt of a knife. I can see three figures on the beach, heading for the sand. It looks like Wiress, Beetee, and Johanna, but something's not quite right. They're covered in a red substance. It doesn't seem to bug the man from Four though.

"Johanna…?" He takes off running in their direction. "Johanna!"

"Finnick!" She shouts back.

Amazed, a grin splits across my face. I take off after the younger man, Katniss following me more cautiously. I reach Johanna not long after Finnick.

"Well, we were all the way deep in the jungle where I thought it was gonna be safe. It's when the rain started." She explains the reason for their being red. "I thought it was water. It turned out to be blood. Hot, thick blood. It was coming down, it was choking us. We were stumbling around, gagging on it blind. That's when Blight hit the forcefield."

"Tick tock, tick tock." Wiress had come up behind Johanna, but she seemed stuck saying just those two words.

What monster of an arena is this? I wonder. Poison fog, monkey-mutts, huge floods, blood rain? What else is here?

"He wasn't much, but he was from home." Johanna says.

"Tick tock, tick tock." Wiress walks around near her.

"What's wrong with her?" Katniss asks the woman from Seven.

"She's in shock." Beetee answered from nearby, pain strained in his voice. He takes off his glasses. "Dehydration isn't helping. Do you have fresh water?"

"We can get some." Katniss assures him.

"Just...listen." Johanna says over Wiress. "Stop it!" She pushes the traumatized woman to the ground. "Sit down!"

"Hey!" My District member shouts, advancing on the other woman. "Get off her!"

"Just stay down!" Seven tells Three. Katniss grabs her throat. "Hey! What are you doing?"

"Hey, hey, hey!" Finnick pushes Johanna back from Katniss.

"I got them out for you!" She tells the girl on fire.

"It's okay, it's okay!" The man from Four tries to calm her down.

"For me?" Katniss freezes in confusion, turning towards me. "What does that mean?"

"Let me go!" Johanna demands of Finnick. "I'm fine."

"You did want them as allies." I remind the girl next to me.

Wiress stands up, a smile plastered on her face, as she looks at Katniss.

"Come on, let's get you cleaned up." My District member tells her, the pair of them walking off.

I sit down at the edge of the trees as Johanna and Beetee wash the blood from themselves. Katniss helps Wiress, as she's obviously not capable of much in her state. Finnick stands near Johanna, talking to her. I reach up to the cut on my face, where the blood around it is still damp. It'd clearly been bleeding, or at least trying to, during the monkey attack earlier. Remembering that the small group we encountered is dehydrated, I find a decent tree nearby to put the spile in.

Beetee comes up the beach a little while later, placing down a coil of wire. I watch as he unrolls the wire to rid the coil of water and then rolls it back up. Finnick leaves Johanna's side and comes to sit near me. I can hear Johanna talking to Katniss in the distance, but otherwise, the only noise is the water. I hear the water sloshing louder and look up again, seeing Johanna walking away from Wiress and the other girl. The woman from Three has started up again.

Suddenly, there's the familiar charging sound and lightning begins to strike the large tree. I'm looking at it, thinking about what it could mean, when I spot Katniss stop moving. She glances around the area sharply, a look of shock and realization upon her face.

"Wiress, you're a genius!" She exclaims. The pair of them hurry back to the rest of us. She begins to explain as we all head towards the cornucopia. "This entire arena seems to be laid out like a clock, with a new threat every hour. But they stay only within their wedge. It all starts with the lightning, then the blood rain, fog, monkeys. That's the first four hours. At ten, that big wave hits over there."

"Wiress, you're a genius." Finnick tells the woman as he walks past her on the spoke.

"The tail points at twelve." I say as we reach the cornucopia.

"That's where the lightning strikes at noon and midnight." Katniss confirms.

"It strikes where?" Beetee asks, clearly interested.

"That big tree." She points at it.

"Good." I can hear the excitement in his voice.

Wiress sits down, chanting some clock nursery rhyme. The rest of us head closer to the cornucopia to map out the sections of the arena.

"So, twelve to one, lightning." I say, drawing in the black sand with a knife. "And one to two is blood. Then fog, and then monkeys."

"And ten to eleven, the wave." Katniss adds. "And what about everything else? Did you guys see anything?"

"Nothing, but blood." Johanna says.

"Doesn't matter." I say. "As long as we stay clear of whatever section's active, we're safe."

"Yeah, relatively speaking." Finnick agrees, pointing out the fact that the Careers are still out there.

As if on queue, Wiress gasps. We turn to see Gloss pulling a knife from her shoulder.