A sharp squeal spears through my ears.

On instinct, my hands spazz about and find their grip on the floor to push myself up. All around the room though, I can't see her. "Caf! Where are you?" My heart bounces it's way into my lungs.

Besides the air conditioner, only a few stray chuckles are heard. But it should only be my head, causing me to hear unrealistic things in this time of panic. Making myself dizzy, I spin countless times around analyzing the room. Everything appears to be in order, except that the sheets of Caf's bed are undone.

Did Monitors take her? The mysterious shadows she told me about? Cuss words fire through my thoughts, dragging me down into gloom.

"Up here, flagnoodle!"

I almost jump back a meter at the sound above me. There, sitting criss-cross, is Caf with her box of Reviews. Upside-down.

An uncontrolled shriek vibrates from my tongue without my notice. I decide to let her tell the impossible before I question her.

"Come on up and I'll explain!" Her rictus is hard to ignore.

I look down at my feet. "Well, I'd like to, but I'm not quite sure how I'm supposed to erase the laws of gravity..."

"Just believe in yourself!"

About two minutes later, after putting up a fight with my mind, I am floating on the ceiling with Caf and the box of Reviews.

Caf is quaking when she shoots out, "I bred them! I bred the Reviews!"

I steal a glance into the cardboard box, which feels awkward still trying to deal with reverse gravity. Once again, the brown corners are empty.

She claps her hands with excitement. "WolfRida and Tybee10 had a baby Review! I'm so happy!"

There is a reason to be skeptical. "And... How do they breed exactly?"

"They fall in love!" Caf's voice continues to rise with joy.

"So, all the sudden there's a baby?" I confirm.

She nods with too much enthusiasm. "Yup! Poof! Just like that! All the sudden a new Review comes out of thin air!" Exhaling a large breath, she raises her hands and slowly lowers them down her body, taking with them the happiness. Her face returns to it's calm state. "Well, we better get down," she huffs.

Caf, with her Reviews in the nook of her arms, flips and touches her toes on the floor to a graceful landing. I, myself, crash face first.

"Well," she giggles, "you believed in yourself, it's a start. Now you need to believe you can get down safely." I agree, and Caf lays out the agenda. We will spend 30 minutes eating and using the tools in the room for our health. Afterwards, we plan head off to our next stop.

"Okay," she sighs once we are ready, "touch my hand, and get it off as quick as you can."

I do, but nothing on the room changes. Caf keeps smiling, as if everything has gone the right way. "Um, can you explain why we haven't moved?"

"Oh!" she blurts on top of the question. "We have moved very much! To the fourth dimension, to be exact. We are in the time period of the 75th Hunger Games. See, what happened, while you escaped the 74th Games, Katniss and Peeta fell in love." She gives a small disgusted 'eww'. "The Quarter Quell came, taking with it it's remaining pool of victors. And here we are. And here you are." She hands me a sealed white envelope and disappears.

How to Annoy the Freak out of People

1.) Apply a fake mustache by marker and acclaim a raspy German accent. No could ever identify you now!

2.) Head down to the lobby. While heading there, pick up some interpersonal communication behaviors.

3.)Strut into the plaza of the Capitol. So many odd people; make offensive comments out loud, but refuse to make eye contact.

"Cato."

4.) Start yelling out your love for ponies.

"Cato!"

5.) Take the hands of the nearest person-

"Snap out of it! Please Cato!"

-and start square dancing.

Caf. Her eyes, only a couple of centimeters away from mine. Dizzy. I feel the need to faint, but I am being shoved forwards by a frantic voice. Just keep going, it tells me. Just keep going...

I awaken to a damp cloth on my head. My hand goes it instantly, but then I notice my surroundings.

A hotel room, it looks like. The floor plan is almost identical to the tribute room, except there is an extra door leading off to what might be a closet. The whole room and collection of furniture is white, with the exception of a few pale green decorations and stainless steel appliances. I am lying on a pristine white leather couch. Caf, who is sitting in a chair to my right with her legs tucked into her stomach, nervously shifts her eyes towards me.

"Wh- Wha-" I stutter, "What happened?"

Caf, shameful of something, shakes her head. "Monitors. Monitors came. I shouldn't have awaken you from your trance..."

"What trance?"

"Do you think you did those things on your own control?" Caf snaps back. It is as if she is on a tightrope, one step away from falling into tears below. "Look, Monitors were chasing me. They shouldn't have found me that fast, they're usually really slow. Anyways, I came back and awoke you. You had to keep running, and good thing you did. I couldn't transport us away when Monitors were in the area; the Story then becomes theirs and I have no control when that happens. We out ran them, and it gave me the advantage to teleport us here a couple of years in the past. It should take them a while this time to find me again." She sniffles and wipes her nose, improving her looks of sorrow drastically. "Sorry. I'm good now." She gives a weak smile, like that could convince me. I pretend as if everything is casual, probably making her feel better.

"So," I say, getting back on track, "what's next?"

"Well, you were asleep for a couple of hours, so that used up some of our time. The Monitors keep coming, so we might as well get the main goal over with before it's too late." No more tears threaten to spill out of Caf's eyes.

"And what would that be?" I ask.

Caf takes on a wide grin. "We're going to save a Character from death."