I'm going to say the same thing I told the readers of my other story. I'm sorry I took a long time to update but I promise, I don't quit on my stories and I'll never take more than a week. And I don't even think it'll get to that point.

Chapter 14

Prim squeezes my hand as we wait for the Capitol people to find us, "What will happen to us?"

I shake my head, "Prim, I have no idea."

"Will they separate us?"

She looks at me, utterly terrified, "I don't know, they might."

She wraps her arms around me and rests her head on my chest, "Will they kill us?"

"I don't know."

She whimpers, "If you die, I swear. I swear I'll kill you."

"Prim you don't make any since."

"I don't care."

I stroke her hair and try to comfort her. I look over to Kenyan. He has taken back his emotionless stare and looks out the window. "You guys didn't have to do this. You still don't have to, you can get off."

Lily talks, "Don't be ridiculous Kenyan, of course we have to do this. We stick together."

"What if Prim is right though, what if they kill you?"

Thereasa mutters angry words to herself, we've all learned to ignore her. Sanders just puts his arm on her shoulder trying to make her a little cheerier. Although it hardly showed, her lip twitched into a small smile.

Lilac speaks, "What if they kill us? We all knew what we signed up for. At least I thought we all knew what we signed up for," she kind of spits the last words toward Prim angrily.

"I'm sorry, I was just thinking out loud," was Prim's reply, "It just seems kind of… stupid. Not the cause or anything, the plan. We're all willingly going to be taken to where we have no knowledge of what will happen to us."

"Prim's right," Kenyan says, "Sanders and Thereasa, hide. I don't want you caught. When we're taken, follow us but make sure they do not see you. If something goes wrong, rescue us."

Thereasa seems a little less gloomy about her position in the plan now. She squeezes her body into a cabinet to hide. Sanders crawls under the table. The table cloth hides him well enough.

Another hour passes before they realize we're on the train. We pretend to fight back but make sure in the end, they capture us. They put gray cloth bags over our heads so we can't see. They lead us to a different train cart. I am pushed to the ground and feel the bag lifted from my head. I listen to the barred wall slide shut.

I had no idea this train had its very own prison. I wait five more minutes and hear several other doors close. The guards leave us. A small window, I think from above me, lets light in every now and again. I call out into the dim, damp air. "Prim?"

"Nick?"

Lily calls now, "Lilac?"

"Kenyan?"

~a grunt~

"Lily," we all stare in the direction of that one. Lily had said her own name, "I was feeling kind of left out."

I can't help smile, leave it up to the twins to make anything funny. "Is everyone okay? Nobody's hurt are they?"

"I'm good!" Prim.

"I feeeeeel good," Lily sings.

Lilac responds with, "Dun u nun a nunanum, knew that I would now. So good!"

Lily, "Ba num!"

Lilac, "So good!"

"Bu num."

They both finish it off, "Cause I got you!"

Prim speaks, "That was…wonderful," she laughs, "You guys are such dorks."

Lilac and Lily laugh and joke, "Yeah, we should get our own record deal."

They keep laughing until I shush them all. "Kenyan, are you ok?"

We hear a groan, "I think I," another groan, "I landed weird when they threw me in, I think I broke my arm, but other than that, I'm good."

I squint across the room. He had the cell across from mine. He sat on a crate and examined his arm. I could see from here that it was swollen and at an awkward angle. His blond hair fell into his eyes as he examines it. He runs his good hand through his hair so it stands almost straight up.

Prim speaks, "Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm good really."

Prim speaks again, "My grandma is a doctor. You want me to talk you through making a sling?"

"Sure. Yeah, that would probably be a good idea," I watch in sympathy as he winces in dropping his arm. He walks over to the bag he had over his head at Prim's instruction. He bends to pick it up. Light flashes in from the window above my cell. I rub my eyes. It's gone. It must have been my imagination.

Prim's voice, "I would have you use your shirt, but you're not wearing one."

He looks down at his bare chest, "Yes that could pose as a problem."

I squint behind him. Another flash of light. I can see the figure crouched up on a crate above him but in the next flash of light it's gone.

"Rip a hole in the bottom of the bag so you can stick your arm through it."

He struggles to do it with one hand, but does. The air grows musky. And the light that occasionally comes in is now dim. I don't see the figure for another three flashes. The dim sliver of light comes in again. It falls perfectly on a pair of eyes. They are dark, fierce, tormented. I can't tell if the eyes belong to a human or some crazed animal.

Another flash, they're gone. I look desperately around Kenyan's cell looking for the thing again. I have tuned out Prim and Kenyan, looking only for the figure. We come out of the tunnel and a full, bright light streams onto the face. It stops moving. It stays in one spot. It sees me too. I can see the full face now. It opens its mouth and shows its teeth. They are stained yellow and the left side of the face is scarred from what looks like a burn. The skin is naked and gray. Limp black hair strings down on its face.

I gasp at the frightening sight of it. I blink and again it's gone. I must be imagining it. No creature could look like that. I look at Kenyan. His face is pale and his eyes are wide with fright. I hear a loud cackle. The laugh belongs to none of us. This is definitely not my imagination.

A little bit of humor and some suspense. I already know who the thing is(it is human) but I want you guys to review me guesses of what you think it is. Please, it'll be fun!