This is a bit of Chapter 4 that wouldn't post
"Hey...You awake?" I whispered
"Now I am. I was half awake anyway."
"Sorry. So what are they saying 'bout your arm then?"
"It's dead. I can't use it, so it will be...amputated."
"Oh my God, Katri, I'm so sorry!"
"It's not your fault. If you hadn't been there it would've probably been worse. The op will be when we get to the Capitol."
"Katri...What are we going to do?" I sat on the edge of the bed
"Well, it's the Hunger Games, what CAN you do?" I shuffled along so I could hold her frail hand.
"I'm scared." She pulled me into a one armed hug
"I know, so am I." And after that we didn't speak, we just cried until there was nothing left to cry for.