'Annie Cresta, it is time for you to wake up,' a voice booms in my ears.
I obediently open my eyes, but quickly shut them again because it's too bright.
'Annie Cresta, open your eyes or we will force them open,' the voice says.
Once again, I try to open my eyes, but this time I open them slowly. Even though I open my eyes slowly and am blinking rapidly, I still need to protect them with my hands.
After awhile my eyes adjust to the unreasonably bright light, so I look around me. I'm in a square room that's made completely of white tiles. The walls, the ceiling, the floor. In the back, right corner of the room is a metal bed with white sheets and a single white pillow. On the opposite side of the room, on the floor, is a drain. I wonder why it's there.
The whiteness of the room is blinding and I realise that the light isn't the thing that burned my eyes. It was the brightness of the room.
Suddenly, I realise that I'm lying down in the middle of the room, on the cold tiled floor. I also notice that I'm wearing a white, sleeveless dress I've never seen before, which only goes up to the middle of my thigh. The dress doesn't cover my back and I feel exposed. I'm not wearing any socks or shoes, so my feet are touching the cold floor.
'Annie Cresta, stand up,' the voice orders.
Once again, I follow its orders and stand up. My head starts pounding and my ankles are so weak that I keep falling down. After a few attempts, I manage to stand on my feet.
I wait for more orders, but the voice doesn't speak, so I just stand there, wondering what to do.
Soon enough, two Peacekeepers enter the room through the barred door and come towards me. They grab my arms and take me out of the white room, which leads to a very long hallway made of the same white tiles as the room I was previously in. There must be many, many rooms because the hallway is so long. I wonder if anyone I know is here.
As we walk down the hall, I hear people whimpering or talking to themselves from the other side of the walls. I even heard one person laughing manically. Fear takes over my mind. What if I become like these people? Everyone calls me crazy already, what will they think if I turn out like these people on the other side of the wall? What would Finnick think?
Finnick.
Where are you?
'Stop crying, stupid girl,' one of the Peacekeepers orders and he shoves me forward a few steps.
I raise my head from its bent position and see that my vision is blurred from the tears. I didn't even know I was crying.
As we near the end of the hallway I start to hear screams. It's not the kind of scream you make when someone scares you. It's not the kind of scream you make when you see someone get murdered. It's the kind of scream you make when you're being hurt so badly that you wish you would die, but you that whoever's inflicting the pain won't be so kind as to kill you straight.
It's the kind of scream that makes your blood run cold.
A shiver runs through my body and both Peacekeepers shove me. I fall on my hands and knees and I shiver even more because the floor is so cold.
'Get up,' one of them orders.
I try to lift myself up, but I feel so weak I can barely lift my head.
'Hurry up,' the other one says, and shoves me again.
I fall flat on the floor and don't even try to get up. Eventually, the Peacekeepers decide to drag me to my feet and we carry on walking. I keep tripping over, but the Peacekeepers don't shove me again. They don't want a repeat of what just happened.
Finally, we stop walking and wait outside a metal door, which isn't barred. Suddenly, the door opens and two Peacekeepers come out holding a grown man by his arms. The man's arms and legs have burn marks all over them. His face is beaten up and bruised so badly that I can't make out any of his features. The two Peacekeepers have to drag him as they walk because he's too weak to move.
I watch as he's being dragged along the hallway until I feel the pressure leave from my right arm. The Peacekeeper who was holding my right arm is typing a long code to open the metal door. The other Peacekeeper has lessened his grip on my left arm and I seize this chance whilst I can.
I run.
I'm not letting them do to me what they did to that man. When you're afraid you run faster than you ever thought was possible. Even though I'm running the fastest I'll ever be able to run, one of the Peacekeepers still manages to pin me to the ground. He presses my face to the tiled floor. My heart pounds in my chest and I scream at him to let me go, but he only presses me to the floor harder.
'Finnick!' I scream. 'Finnick! Finnick!'
I scream and scream Finnicks name until a needle enters my arm.
'Jake!' I scream. 'Jake!'
'He's not going to come. You saw him die. It's just you and me, princess,' the girl from district 2 tells me.
I shake my head like a child. Yes, I saw him get blown up, but he has to be alive. He couldn't have died.
She walks closer and closer to me, holding her whip tightly.
'No one's coming for you. Nobody cares about you.'
My breathing becomes heavy. I'm going to die.
'Alex!' I scream for my brother. 'Mom! Dad!'
'No one's coming for you. Nobody cares about you,' she repeats.
She's about to hit me with her whip when she sees my shocked expression staring at something in the distance. She turns around and sees the wave. It's the biggest wave I've ever seen and it's coming right at us. We both look at each other and I see fear flash in her eyes, which reflect into my own. Then, we do the only thing we can do to survive.
We run.
I quickly turn around to check, but I see that no one has come to save me. Even though I know they heard my screams.