I try to review the facts I already know.
My name is Katniss Everdeen. I'm from District 12, but the Capitol destroyed it. I live in District 13 now with my mother and my sister, Prim. Gale and Finnick are here and safe, they're not being destroyed by the Capitol's mutts. Peeta although is trapped in the Capitol and probably being tortured right now—
Peeta. He's the one actually in pain right now, being tortured for answers on us, the rebels. He knows absolutely nothing about the situation but I know that the Capitol won't believe that…even though it's completely true. I cringe thinking what they're actually doing to him right now…how do I even know if he's actually even still alive? He might be dead right now from all the torturing he's been through. I should be dead right now, why am I not dead?
I'm not dead because they need to keep me alive. I am the face of the revolution. I heard the doctors and officials of 13 earlier while I was submerged in my latest nightmare:
"If the Mockingjay dies…so will the revolution."
I hear the last words ringing through my head…'so will the revolution'. I have to stay alive so I can help countless others stay alive in the fight against the Capitol.
I notice that all of the doctors have filed out of my room and only one person remains. I didn't even notice him standing there, and I have no idea even how long he has been there. He stands there leaning against the wall with a small smile on his face.
"Hey." He says nonchalantly.