Imprisoned
It is cold as the Peacekeeper keeps pushing me down the stairs that seem to go on forever. I can't go that fast with the goose bumps forming on my skin trying to create an insulator by trapping the air but not succeeding so far. I thought the Capitol had heating but I see the dark eerie dungeons underneath which only confirm the worst. I fall over and graze my elbow as the large man behind me pushes me downwards. I cry out as the skin is ripped from my arm and the sounds of my scream ring in my head intensified from the former concussion that I was given. "Get up." the Peacekeeper barks grouchily. As much as it pains me I struggle to push myself up, the little light provided is not helping my cautious footsteps. It might also help if I'm not quaking with fear not only for my own sake but also for Finnick's. If I do die though he may be upset but eventually I know he'll get over it. All those things we were going to do together however will now never happen. I won't see him grow old. We won't have children, I don't want to die!
The stairs come to an end and the gloomy floor is unnerving but even more so are the shrieks coming from behind one of the bars. I'm shivering not only due to the cold anymore, what will they do to me? I know whatever they do they'll have designed it specifically to get to me not only physically but emotionally. As I'm pushed past the cells I see the boy from the last two Hunger Games, the one who allied with Finnick, sprawled out on the floor. His eyes flicker open and give me a pleading look, his lip pouring with blood though surely he knows I can do nothing to help either of us. The Peacekeeper shoves me into a dark cell in which I'm barely able to see in with a small bowl of water and piece of bread. As the door is locked I dismally look at my surroundings to find no comfort what so ever. Just to stop my teeth from chattering I curl up in a ball to radiate my body heat emitted back to my body and so the surface area is smaller and less heat can be lost. The screams grow louder so I put my hands over my ears and start humming a song to myself. I can't tell where the screams are coming from either my head or my neighbours…