"Annie?"

I open my eyes and look. It's the boy. He sits cross legged in front of me. I sit up and smile. He looks healthy, like he's eaten well, and glowing bright. And his head is still attached to his body.

"I'm dead, aren't I?" I ask.

"No. Far from it."

"I want to be," I murmur, looking at the floor.

"No. No you don't. Death isn't nice."

"Nor is living," I say, glancing to him. He smiles at me.

"I know, Annie. But I speak from experience. You think you will find relief, but it is worse than you think. In death, you are the person you are when you died. You have no one."

"I don't have anyone now," I reply.

"You do. You have your family, your sister and baby brother. They will be there for you. But if you died, you will be alone, and I know you. You can't do anything alone."

"I can!"

"You couldn't break away from them, could you? You thought about it, but you could never do it, because you knew needed someone," he says softly.

"I'm alone now, aren't I?" I smirk, my voice shaky as I fight back the tears.

"Well, what's that then?"

I hear beeping and slowly turn around, rolling on the floor as I wake up. I blink a few times as my eyes readjust to the darkness. I look inside my backpack and take the flashlight out and turn it on, using the lowest light setting possible. I shine it up to the roof of the cavern. There is a root from a tree, and slowly growing from that root, is a parachute. I scramble up, my heart racing, and open it. My stomach growls as the smell of freshly baked bread fills my nostrils. I take the two still warm loaves out analyse them. Fish shaped and tinted with green. I look up around my cave, searching for a camera.

Finnick.

He hasn't given up on me. I am not alone.

I scramble further back into the cavern, trying to stay as far away from the opening as possible. The space gets a little wider, but it is still constricting. I take the fire starting kit and make a small fire. The Capitol technology from the kit means there is no smoke. See? This stuff isn't useless. I heat up the tin of soup and take a morsel of bread from one of the loaves and have a feast. My stomach is satisfied. I save the other half of the tin of soup, the whole loaf and half of the other. If I am careful, this could last me a little while. But I have the hydro-tablets, so as long as I have water, I will live.

I cross my legs and look at the fire. I don't know how much time has passed since I've been here. In the dark, you have no concept of time. It could be day, it could be night. It must have been a day at least. I'll try not to sleep too much now. This cavern is small, too small for them to find me, but I don't want to risk it. I won't go out at all. I know what will happen. The beasts will kill off the others and then the leader of them will turn on his followers and kill them. Then he will come for me.

And just the thought of that sends shivers down my spine. I can hear his laugh, his wicked cackle. I bite the inside of my cheek as I block out the feeling, how he touched me, how he trailed his finger over my exposed skin, how he kissed me. I look at my wrists, where he pressed me into the rock. I hasn't started healing properly yet. Stupid Annie! Why didn't you think of applying medicine sooner?!

I reach into the backpack and take out the metal pot of pale pink cream. I apply a small amount to the wounds. Although I couldn't feel any pain, my hand feels relieved, like tension has been released. I sat back against the rock and take another gulp of water. Almost out. I take a hydro-tablet and drop it into the water, watching as the bottle refills with clean safe drinking water and taking a deep long glug.

All I can do is stare, stare into the fire, stare at my hands. It helps me. I concentrate on something other than the screams, other than the blood. I shake slightly, probably because of the cold. I find myself massaging my wrists, alternating between the left and right one every fifteen minutes or so. I hear humming. It's familiar. It's a song from back home, back in 4. No, it's not a song. It's a lullaby. It's the one Finnick hummed to me. My body stops trembling. I smile as my eyes close.

Finnick.