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Gale pushed open the door and stepped carefully inside. The argument seemed to have subsided- he couldn't hear any shouting, however the residue of a fight remained. The floor covered in broken crockery and overturned furniture. He stepped carefully around the broken pieces, righting things as he went. He found Johanna's wheelchair, broken in a corner and sighed, she probably couldn't wait to get rid of that. Looking around on the floor there was no sign of blood, which put his mind at ease slightly. Hopefully they were both still alive and hadn't managed to kill each other.
He called out "Katniss? Jo? Anybody still alive?" and waited for a response.
"We're in here Gale." replied Katniss, her voice emanating from the kitchen. He continued to dodge and jump over the broken shards of glasses and plates, and swerve around the furniture until he found himself in the kitchen. "What happened?" he said incredulous, before looking up at the sight before him. Johanna was in pieces, sobbing violently into Katniss' shoulder as Katniss patted her back. She didn't look up at him and he felt his heart break. Looking at her was like looking at an alien version of Johanna, he'd seen her sick and upset, but this was worse. She was broken. Gale wanted to run to her and hug her, wrap her up in his arms and tell her everything was ok. He looked at Katniss' face inquiringly and she just shook her head, as she continued to pat her back, and stroke her hair comfortingly.
He walked round the kitchen to where they stood as Johanna continued to cry hysterically into Katniss' shoulder. He guided her away from Katniss slowly into his own arms, whispering to her "C'mon Jo. Let's go and get some air." Before waiting for her reply, he picked her up and carried her limp, drained body out of the house and towards the fences of district 12.