The 750th Hunger Games

The meeting (Emilé's POV)

Me, Kain, Caspar and Tomasz file into a large room, and I glance around warily. Sometimes I feel as if I am still in the games, and I still whip round when someone comes behind me unexpectedly. In the middle of the room there is a single glass table surrounded by chairs. Sat at that table, is Arthur Abaumenyon, head game maker, and President Snow himself. As he sees us, a snakelike smile spreads across his lips.
"At last. How are you enjoying being victors?" There is complete silence.
"Lost your tongues? Shame. I may as well make you avoxes. But, we need our victors. And, I must congratulate you on killing the other tributes."
"We're not proud of that, actually," Caspar says, as he glares at Snow. I kick him under the table. I don't want him to do anything stupid. "And where is Lana?"
"Ah," Snow draws in a breath and looks Caspar directly in the eye. "There was a slight, misfortune. When you jumped off the cliff, there was outrage. You seem to be popular with the people of the Capitol. So I had no choice but to revive you. We had to use an extremely strong serum to do this, and I'm afraid Lana didn't react too well to it. She is alive, but she's extremely weak. And if she does survive, she will most likely serve you as an avox. And if you keep behaving the way you are now, you can all join her. " he smiles maliciously. " Hurry along now. I have matters to see too." I feel gloved hands on my arm, and we are shoved out the room, and the metal doors slide shut.

A/N. So lots of you were quite confused about the recent updates. My iPad broke and I have had end of year exams, so I haven't been updating:/ this part of the story also deleted itself which was REALLY annoying so I finally re wrote it. Sorry for all the confusions:)