As my sister and her allies settle down to sleep, leaving Olive on watch duty, Haymitch offers to stay awake so the rest of us can go to the prepared rooms and atleast try to sleep. I refuse, even though I know there's nothing I can do for Katniss right now. I still can't leave. The other luckily victors understand and Finnick and Haymitch even take me up on it when I offer that they go sleep instead, but only after both Effie and Terra say they'll stay with me. Johanna Mason is still sprawled across one of our couches and apparently has no intension of getting up.

I must have nodded of because the next thing I know I'm jerked awake by what seems to be the tolling of a bell. Bong! Bong! It's not exactly like the one they ring in the Justice Building on New Year's but close enough for me to recognize it. Johanna sleeps through it, but Terra has the same look of attentiveness I feel and Effie is nervously biting her lower lip. The tolling stops. Katniss ambles out of the hut, plopping down next to Olive to discuss whatever the hell that just was while Madge and Amphitrite sleep on.

"I counted twelve," Terra says.

I nod. Twelve. What does that signify? One ring for each district? Maybe. But why? "Mean anything, do you think?"

"Probably. But I have no idea what," she says. Then the lightning storm begins. I wonder why they do that. There's no tributes around the giant tree it hits firsz, there's no reason for it. The Gamemakers don't do anything without reason.

That's when my eyes land on the time stamp in the corner of the screen. Midnight. That's what the twelve tolls signify. And then the storm started up. A memory pushes its way to the front of my mind, something I heard many months ago. It starts at midnight. I gasp, suddenly understanding."The arena's a clock."

Effie and Terra both spin around to stare at me."It's what?"

"A clock. The arena's a clock,"I repeat."Twelve tolls and then the storm. It starts at midnight."

Terra thinks this over and grabs a notepad, scribbling around on it before drawing in a sharp breath."Damn, I think you're right."

She holds the crude drawing of the arena out to us."Assuming that tree really does signify midnight and the wedges they had the tributes in elongate into the jungle and are affected in turns, going clockwise... That means our girls are in trouble at about two."

"What do we do?"I ask immediately, only to be met with Terra shrugging and Effie gently placing her hand on my shoulder."I don't think there's much we can do, dear. We have no way of warning them."

I shrug off her hand and grab one of the hand-held computers instead."There has to be something we can do. Lure them away with parachutes, maybe. Just out of the section."

Terra scoffs."And then into the next? Whose to say which section they might survive easiest? Besides, we can't squander money like that. At some point, we will need it. They will need it."

I know she's probably right but that's not what I wanted to hear. I get up abruptly."I'm going to go talk to Haymitch."

Once I wake Haymitch and explain the situation to him, he, of course, tells me exactly what Terra already told me. Still, I also try Finnick, who at least seems genuinely sorry that we can't do anything to help our tributes.

Disgruntled, I follow Finnick back to Twelve's mentor room. Haymitch has gotten there before us and Effie and Terra are just leaving to get some sleep themselves. I once again decline the offer to go lay down, but I do accept the couch Johanna vacates for me."You'll wake me at a quarter to two, yeah?"I say to Finnick and Haymitch."And I trust you'll wake me if they don't, Johanna."

The victor from Seven just nods, grabbing herself a bag of crisps and munching on them loudly. I turn to look at the screen until my exhaustion wins out over my nervousness and allows me to fall asleep. On screen, Katniss has convinced Olive to go sleep a bit, having taken over the second watch. My heart clenches at the thought that there is nothing I can do for her.