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I jump up, but stumble a little. I'm not awake, in any way. I just want to sleep, I just want to not move, but if Katniss is screaming likethat…nap times over. Katniss grabs my arm and starts sprinting, and I follow, trying not to trip. I don't understand it all and I keep asking, 'what is it? What is it?' over and over.
"Some kind of fog. Poisonous gas. Hurry, Peeta!" She almost shrieks. But I can only go so fast before I have the urge to vomit again, and I can't take a step without tripping. I want to push her forward, to make sure she's out of harm's way, but I know she won't allow it. At one point she releases my arm, and I think she'll bolt. But she just twines our fingers together.
"Watch my feet. Just try to step where I step," That actually helps a little. I don't trip as often, but I still trip over the bigger things. I realize half of the burning I feel, is from the fog. I can hear Finnick yelling, but it's not helping. And before long, I stumble forward, and fall flat onto the ground. I can't see out of my left eye, and I really don't want to know why.
I try standing and Katniss tries helping me up, but her arms are spazzing and my legs are twitching. My knees keep jerking up when I walk, and I can't go fast. But then I'm jerked forward and I see Finnick has come back to help. Katniss and him half carries me, and I feel so stupid and weak.
"It's no good. I'll have to carry him. Can you take Mags?" Finnick asks. I don't hear a reply before I'm thrown over Finnick's shoulder and he's running again. I luckily get to watch and make sure Katniss is ok the whole time, but I hate all of this.
I should be carrying Katniss, and Finnick could hold Mags. But I'm too weak to even run on my own. I'm such a failure. I feel Finnick trident keep hitting my leg. It hurts and I'm getting annoyed so I reach over and grab it. He says thanks and runs a little faster.
"You know, you should go and carry Mags, I'll manage," I growl at him.
"Peeta, do you think Katniss will be much help if you didn't make it out of here? You're the only reason we didn't kill each other today. So stop whining and shut up," Finnick growls back. He must just hate everything right now. I can't say I'd blame him, all of this, is horrid. My arms are still shaking and my legs are convulsing I think. Finnick's arms are twitching. I can feel them. And then I see Katniss fall. I tell Finnick and he turns running back. Katniss mumbles on about how she can't carry her anymore, asking if Finnick can carry us both. Katniss says she's sorry, and then something strange happens.
Mags gets up, goes up to Finnick, I think she kisses him. But then she –before anyone can stop her – runs into the fog. Her body convulses, jerks around, and the cannon fires. Finnick is running before the cannon fires, but I see it all anyway.
We just run, and then once were closer to the beach, Finnick collapses. I still lay over his back, but I can't move. Katniss falls on top of us after that and Finnick's trident digs into my chest. I can't make any sound though. My throat feels too thick. Katniss finally moves off of us, but I can't move.
The pain from that gas, and then from the electrocution, I'm in no shape to be breathing, let alone moving. I huff out strange breaths just making sure air is still in my body but the pain is almost worth stopping. The fog will get to us soon any ways. Katniss mumbles something, and then repeats herself more clearly.
"It stopped."
I turn my head and see the fog is being sucked up into a vacuum almost, just inside the jungle. I role off of Finnick, onto my back and Finnick roles onto his back as well. We all just lay there panting, and I notice something bright. It's orange, and seems to be moving. I realize what they are and let out an annoyed sigh as I gesture toward them vaguely.
"Monkey's," I mutter, but it doesn't sound like that's what I'm saying. We all just pant there, why move? It's hard to breath; the poison must have gotten into my lungs and was swelling my throat. But I don't know why
But water is needed or I'll scrub myself with something else. So I start crawling over to the water, and when I get there, I see the others followed. I fall and let the water hit my face. I would move but I've used up all my energy. But this hurts! I move a little so I feel better, and then the whole right side of my face feels better. I move again so I can place my hand in the water. The pain is horrid, but when I pull it out, it feels amazingly better.
So I pull off my belt, my shoes, and slip off that ugly jump suit, which has been ripped up quite a bit. I take off my under shirt and throw it with everything else. I cover my legs first, watching the milky foam that seeped out of my legs. I rub the prosthetic; making sure the gas had no effect on it as well, for a good 5 minutes and then move to my arms. My chest burned, and I don't know if that's from the gas or from my heart stopping, but either way it feels better after I soak. I just lay there, my neck and lower under the water, putting off my face, which would be the hardest. But I take a lung full of air, dunking my head under until I can't hold it anymore, and then repeat until my face has stopped stinging. At one point I accidentally get some up my nose and snort that out and it feels better. So I gurgle it a few times, and then open my eyes under water. Now that was painful.
I look over and see that Katniss is helping detox Finnick. I walk over, cut off his jump suit, and he has no undershirt to worry about. We carry seashells filled with water and watch as the wisps of fog come out. He doesn't make much noise, every now and then moaning.
"We've got to get more of him into the water," Katniss mutters. I nod to Finnick's feet and we get up, grab a foot, and pull him into the water. We first just lay his ankles in, then his calves, knees, thighs, and so on. Finnick stares responding when we detox his knees. But when we get to his head, he's still in too much shock to speak.
"I'm going to tap a tree," Katniss says after Finnick is moving around a little more.
"Let me make the hole first. You stay with him, you're the healer," I smile at her. I pull out my knife not sure where the awl went, and head into the forest. I find a huge tree that I think would have a lot water in it. But for all I know the tree has nothing in it at all, and that would just be horrible. The water made my sore muscles feel a bit better, but I was still in minor pain, so I couldn't cut through the tree that fast. The bark on the tree is so thick; it takes me a while to just break through that. I pant a little because of the effort needed.
"Peeta? I need your help with something," Katniss calls to me.
"Okay, just a minute. I think I've just about got it," I jam the knife one more, opening a home about as thick as my thumb. "Yes, there! Have you got the spile?" I cut the hole a tiny bit better so it actually has smooth edges.
"I do. But we've found something you'd better take a look at. Only move toward usquietly, so you don't startle it," Katniss says in a strange voice. It's thought out, like she's hiding something. I turn, still panting and raise an eyebrow, tilting my head a little.Quietly. She must really have something bad if I have been asked to be quiet.
"Okay," I say with a shrug and I carefully start walking toward them. I try as hard as I can to watch where I'm stepping so I'm not too loud. It's hard; I have to watch Katniss, and my feet, so I don't hurt myself by running into a tree. It's so quiet though, and I see Finnick's eyes keep flitting to the trees above my head. I quickly look up as well, to just see orange.
They're on me in less than a second. The monkey's I had seen earlier, claws, fangs, and all, were now trying to rip my throat out. I slashed them with my knife, and I can hear someone yell about mutts. I'm doing pretty well with keeping them off me, but one of the stupid things is clawing at my back. I can't get it off, so I just let it be, slashing at its friends. Someone kills the monkey that was on my back, and I see that Katniss and Finnick both have their back to me, forming a triangle.
As I cut into the mutts, I can only think of every curse I've ever heard. I bite my tongue so I don't actually start screaming them out, becausethatwould impress my mother. Even though I'm going to die, I still think about what she would want from me. I shake my head a little and grumble quietly. I stab a creatures gut when I'm thrown back into reality.
"Peeta! Your arrows!" Katniss shrieks. I turn and see she's lost all of hers. I slide mine off, and it get's caught on my knife. I see Katniss chuck a knife and I'm guessing a monkey is coming to kill me. Well, hopefully I can get this off of me, so she has a weapon again. I yank at it again and I clamp my eyes shut so I don't see it. But I feel someone fall into me and I open my eyes at a horrible sight.
The morphling from 6 has appeared randomly in front of me. She has wrapped her arms around the monkey, and at the moment has sunk its fangs into her heart.