AUTHOR'S NOTE: So I decided to make another chapter! :D And by the way, Clove fell asleep so yeah. :D

DISCLAIMER: I did not help make/make the Hunger Games movie. All credits go to the people who made the movie, who helped make the movie, and who were in the movie. Credits also go to Suzanne Collins. There wouldn't be a movie without her book.

I was dreaming peacefully until a tracker jacker nest dropped behind me. I get up as fast as I can and we run.

I scream and try to swat some away from me using my jacket. "HELP!" I hear Glimmer's shouts, "HELP ME!" I look behind me, and see her on the ground. I ignore her. No one needs her.

But Marvel.

I feel a sting on my arm. Keep running, I told myself, no matter how painful the sting is. I see Cato in front of me and follow him. He looks like he's going to the lake. Ugh, I think as another tracker jacker stings me on the leg, keep running. "You're dead, Loverboy!" I hear Cato shout, looking over his shoulder. We're getting closer to the lake. I feel a prick of pain at the back of my neck. Keep running. About three meters away from the lake. Another one stings me at my arm. And another one. And another one. My vision gets blurry. Keep running. One meter...

I freeze when I see that the lake has turned into a deep shade of red.

I look around and see the trees turn into a color of purple. Blue bushes. Pink grass. I see Cato and he now has yellow skin. He goes into the lake. I follow. My head is spinning. I stumble and sink to my knees. I cover my face in an attempt to stop the headache. My body feels as if it has been cut in half and then diced into a million pieces. I groan. I look up and see Marvel. His skin is a sickly shade of green. I put my hands to my forehead again. That damn Girl on Fire, I say in my mind. I close my eyes, and that's when the nightmares start.

-o-o-o-o-

I wake up. I try to sit up but found out that that wouldn't be so easy. I quickly put my hand to my throbbing head. I try to sit again and succeed. I see that I am at the Cornucopia. I look around. There's a pile of food behind me. But where's Cato and the others?

I look at the places where the tracker jackers stung me and see that it doesn't even show that I have been stung. I don't feel anything at all but the spinning in my head.

Then I shudder, suddenly remembering my nightmares; most of them about Cato and Glimmer.

I look up. The sky looks a bit dark; it's probably early evening.

I lie back down on my backpack and close my eyes, giving up on standing. But it's not long when I have to open my eyes again.

"Clove?" I hear someone say, their footsteps coming toward me. I raise my head, and even that makes my head hurt.

I see Cato with his sword and a smile appears on my face. He helps me sit up and my headache gets worse.

"How are you doing?" he asks, sitting down in front of me.

"Not good." I answer.

He chuckles. My smile becomes wider. I think I feel a bit better now.

"Are your stings okay?"

"Oh, yeah." I say, "How...?"

"Sponsors sent us some medicine." Cato explains.

I nod. Then I wonder how long I have been out.

"Cato," I say, "How long have I... been unconscious?"

"I don't know." he says, "I woke up yesterday."

"Oh."

I could have been out for days and missed the death of Loverboy and his girlfriend. Damn it. If they are dead.

I look around, with difficulty. I come to the realization that only Cato and I are here.

"Where's Marvel?" I ask.

"He's behind the pile. Guarding it."

"Glimmer?"

He looks down, but not enough for him to cover his frown on his face.

"Dead." he finally says.

I feel a tinge of happiness. I also feel a bit angry that I didn't get to kill her. Sigh. But there's nothing I can say but a barely audible "Oh".

I wonder how Marvel's doing. He's probably bawling his eyes out while guarding the food. Then a thought goes through my mind.

What if Cato died?

I would probably be bawling my eyes out too, in the inside though. I would never show that I am weak. Never.

Cato's head suddenly shoots up and I follow his gaze.

"Hi Clove!" Marvel smiles, coming from behind the pile of food, "How are you doing?"

"Not good." I smile back, weakly.

"You hungry?" Marvel asks me.

"Kind of, yeah." I reply.

"I'll get some food for you." Cato stands up and goes around the pile.

Marvel sits down beside me and I see the redness around his eyes. He has been crying.

"I'm sorry." I mutter, "About... Glimmer."

He looks at me. "It's fine,"

Glimmer's shouts for help suddenly echo through my head, HELP! HELP! HELP ME! And I ignored her. That kind of counts as killing her, right? I hope so.

"Did you help her?" I ask.

"What?"

"She was shouting for help during... you know."

"Oh." he says, "I really don't remember... with so much going on."

I nod.

After a few seconds, Cato comes back with food.

"Here." he sits down and places the food covered with basil leaves on the ground.

An apple. Blueberries. Groosling.

I smile, thank him and eat my food in silence.

As I eat, the sky gets darker. I hear Marvel's snores and I can feel Cato's stare on me.

When I'm done with my food, I hear the faint sound of the crunching of leaves to my left.

I look at Cato and he looks back at me; he must have heard them too. I nod at Marvel, telling Cato to wake him up. Cato pokes him and he wakes up quickly. I put my finger to my lips as Marvel looks at me, obviously clueless at what's happening. He turns to Cato and Cato points toward the crunching. Marvel nods, finally knowing what's going on.

We all stand and Marvel and Cato get a hold of their weapons. But where's mine? I look at them and Cato points at my pockets. I reach inside them and find my knives. We slowly walk forward. The noises getting louder. We all look at each other and smirk. We attack.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Eh, nothing really special about this chapter but hopefully the next one will be better. Yay.