Katniss stumbles through the forest before finally caving and crashing to her knees, she slumps for a few minutes before her eyes roll back and she passes out from the poison. As Katniss passes out, a small body emerges from the trees, watching her.
Meanwhile, Cato and Peeta are locked in a fight. Cato has managed to get a pretty good slice into Peeta, just above his knee. Blood gushes from the wound, but not at a rate that suggests the artery has been severed. At least he won't bleed to death, if he manages to escape Cato.
Just as I've had that thought Peeta delivers a crushing blow to Cato's head, knocking him out cold. Instead of killing him though, Peeta just turns and hobbles away from the scene of the fight. As he leaves, the sound of the female from distract 2 calling to Cato can be heard.
After we've watched Peeta limp down towards the stream, Sue sends me off to shower telling me I reek of "privilege" so I head to my room and spend a good 30 minutes under the shower, trying to clear my head.
I can't help but worry about Katniss. I know she's got Rue watching her, but that girl is so small a butter knife would probably injure her. I try and tear myself away from my thoughts and ready myself for the day. I know there's going to be a lot of interest in us today, lots of interviews and comparisons. I hate the day already.
We're riding down the elevator when it stops on floor 4 and Finnick slides in, dashing as ever. He gives us both a crooked smile and stands between us.
"I expect I'll see you both tonight?" He asks us, eyes trained on the door in front of him.
"Of course," Sue tells him, not looking away from the door either, "You know we wouldn't miss a chance to drink you under the table." It's all banter, still a show even though no one is around. We know there's cameras though, and probably microphones too.
The doors slide open to the first floor, and the place is buzzing with activity. The minute I've stepped out of the elevator cab I'm dragged away for an interview with Artie. He laughs about how I've taught Katniss some of my old 'tricks' and I give him a tight smile in response. I'm not in the mood to talk about killing people today. I see Quinn walk by and she gives a small, sympathetic smile before moving on, trying to get sponsors for her remaining tribute.
All anyone wants to talk about is how Katniss killed Glimmer anyway. More and more people are betting on her to win.
I struggle through the rest of the day, resisting the urge to kill about 40 people before we can finally return to our rooms and get away from the cameras. I change first and head out of the door as soon as I'm ready. I'm halfway to the bar when I feel a familiar hand slip into my own. I look up to see Quinn walking alongside me and smile, closing my hand tightly round hers.