(Authors Note: So basically, I'm sorry about not updating in a while, but I've been quite busy (have I?). I'll be updating more often now because it's finally the summer holidays! I would really appreciate any torture methods for the story. Hope you enjoy the chapter! Oh, and sorry for any mistakes in my writing.)

I feel something being stuck on my arm. Another. And another. I open my eyes to see what is being stuck on my arms. The light aimed at my causes me to squint, but I still manage to see that neon pink circles have been stuck on my arm and they are all attached to very white, very long wires. On each of my legs there are also another five of the pink circles. I touch my face and feel another five. What are they for?

I realise that I'm sitting on a black chair with my torso tied to the back of the chair. Why do I need to be tied to the chair?

'Annie Cresta, would you be as kind as to stop touching the wires that are connected to your body,' the voice from before says.

I immediately let go of the wires and rest my hands on my thighs.

What now?

I wait, expectantly, for something to happen, to be told why I'm here, or where Finnick is. Nothing. I play with my hair and wonder whether I should untie myself and leave. If I do a Peacekeeper might pin me to the ground again, so that's a bad idea. I wonder if, maybe, I should be doing something. Are they waiting for my move?

'What do you want me to do now?' I ask.

Silence.

Maybe they've all gone for a break. Maybe they're thinking of a smart next move. I smile to myself. I will win this little game we're playing.

'Annie Cresta, do not speak unless asked a question.'

How am I supposed to make my next move? I decide to break the rules, just this once, and ask.

'How am I supposed to make my next move in the games if I can't speak unless asked a question? You'll obviously win this way!'

Silence. A very long silence. Has the game ended because I broke the rules?

'Annie Cresta, we are not playing a game.'

What? I blink in confusion. We are playing a game! I want to say this to voice but I can't because it hasn't asked me a question.

'Annie Cresta, I will now explain to you some things you may have been wondering,' the voice says. 'The room you were in earlier today is now your room. It has become your new home. Each day you will be brought to this room and you will be asked a series of questions. We expect you to answer them truthfully and, if you don't, you will pay the price. You may now ask me one question.'

'So, we aren't playing a game?'

There is a slight pause, and then the voice says, 'No, Annie Cresta, we are not playing a game. Someone else will now ask you questions. They will start off easy and then become harder. Try your best and do not lie.'

'What is your name?' a different voice asks.

'Annie Cresta.'

'How old are you?'

'22.'

'Where are you from?'

'District 4.'

The questions continue and I answer them with ease. Nothing out of the ordinary happens to me, so I start to relax. If this were a game I would surely win.

'Why have you been brought here?'

I don't say anything. I don't know why I've been brought here. I was told by Sirena and Triston that I was going to be interviewed, but Fleur had told me that they were lying. I have no idea what the voices want from me.

'Annie Cresta, I have asked you a question.'

I hesitate, and then say,' I don't know.'

A sharp shock of electricity shoots through my arms, legs and face. It doesn't last long but I still cry out in pain.

'Annie Cresta, you were told that if you lied then you would pay the price. This is the price.'

The shock of electricity comes back, but more powerful and the pain stays longer.

'Stop! Please, stop! Please!' I scream.

The pain becomes even more forceful and my body starts to shake.

'Please!' I scream again. 'Make it stop! Make it go away!'

The pain stops. Even so that doesn't stop the tears streaming down my face and my breathing is still very heavy.

'Annie Cresta, I will ask you one more time, why have you been brought here?'

I just shake my head, weakly. I don't know. I don't know!

'Annie Cresta, I have asked you a question. Answer me with words or you will pay the price.'

I hang my head low and breathe in, preparing myself for the pain.

'I don't know.'

The pain shoots through my whole body and I scream and scream and scream. My body shakes violently and I wonder how long I have left until the pain kills me. Maybe that's what I need. If I'm killed they can't hurt me anymore. They can't make me afraid, or make me even crazier.

'Just kill me!' I scream at the voice.

The pain stops and I curl myself into a ball. Are they going to kill me? I don't want to be killed. I want to live. I don't want to die!

'Annie Cresta, you are far too valuable for us to kill you.'

What does that mean?

'That is all for today. You will be taken back to your room now.'

The metal door opens and two Peacekeepers come in. They take off the pink circles from my body and untie me from the chair. They pull my arms to get me off the chair and I notice that my arms are red. I look at my legs and see that they are red too. When I try to stand on my legs I fall to the ground because the pain is too much to bear.

'Get up,' both the Peacekeepers order.

My legs hurt so badly that I can hardly move them. How do they expect me to get up?

'Just drag me,' I say, hoarsely.

They don't do anything for a moment, then I feel two hands on each of my arms and they drag me up to a standing position. We walk out of the room and down the long, white corridor. Well, I'm not really walking. I'm half walking and half being dragged. I said to myself that I wouldn't let them do to me what they did to that beaten up man, but here I am, almost as helpless as he was.

I raise my head from its hung position and see that there is a woman walking between two Peacekeepers coming my way. The woman looks very familiar, but I can't remember who she is. When I see her face, however, I open my mouth in shock. It's Fleur. The colour from my face drains and I stop walking to watch her as she walks past me. I watch her until the Peacekeepers pull me and we continue to walk.

This is my entire fault. Fleur wouldn't be here if it wasn't for me. They're going to torture her only because she was helping me. I shake my head from these thoughts and concentrate on the white, tiled floor. I concentrate on the floor until we stop and I see that we have reached my little, white room. The Peacekeepers open the door, throw me in and close the door, leaving me sprawled out on the cold floor.

It hurts my head to think about how many times I've fallen down today, so I do the only thing I am capable of doing. I fall asleep.

It's dark here. Pitch black. I can't see anything at all. I can't even see my own that is raised in front of my face. I have no idea where I am. Is it my little, white room, or my house in Victors Village? Is it the Arena? Either one of those would be bad.

Suddenly, I see a pair of purple eyes staring at me. I can't see who the eyes belong to, but I hear the whisper come from the owner of the purple eyes.

'It's all your fault.'

Then, I see a pair of sea-green eyes staring at me.

'It's all your fault.'

Then, I see another pair of eyes, and another, and another. I see a whole crowd of eyes staring at me and their owners are all saying the same thing.

'It's all your fault.'