She finally reached a place of knowing she'd be okay, and that is the biggest part of the battle, believing that you are meant for the good more than the bad.
| the hunger games |
| mockingjay |
| finnick odair // oc |
| book 3 |
Started : 10/2/202...
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My heart pounds inside of my chest as my feet carry me through the massive hallways. The darkness doesn't help as I have no idea where I am going but it also keeps the Peacekeepers away for now. I know that they will have the power back up and running in a matter of minutes and I know that if I am still in this building when it does then I am dead.
I try to think back to when they walked me through these halls but I can't recall if we made a left or right. I stop and lean against the wall as I listen to hear if anyone is around the corner. My breath comes out in short pants as I catch my breath. I hear the sound of footsteps coming from the way I came from and that is all it took for my fear to spike back up and I take off, making a right turn. I quickly come across an open room. Even in the darkness, I could tell that it was a huge room with a chandelier hanging above me.
A vague memory surfaces in my mind. I walk into the mansion, Snow's mansion, the last stop on the victory tour, and my eyes meet the gold chandelier and the portraits of the Snow family that hangs on the wall. Snow likes to show off his wealth, I thought. That memory, though short, is enough to propel me towards the door and fling it open.
I am immediately met with the cool night air but I don't take the time to soak in the fresh air. My feet take off running in the direction of the train tracks. I know that if I follow them, eventually I will come across the forest that stretches across Panem. I hope that if I do reach the forest then the Peacekeepers that I am sure are chasing me will not be able to find me.
Just as I see the train station up ahead of me I see the lights turn on. Beetee bought me some time but I need to get further away from here before I stop to rest. I could feel myself starting to get tired, my lung begged for me to stop and catch my breath but my brain refused to let that happen, knowing that stopping would mean certain death.
I run along the train tracks, I don't dare look behind me to see if anyone is chasing me. I know there are cameras scattered around the city, I know they will know that I went this way. I just hope that I had enough of a head start.
The thumping in my chest doesn't stop even when I run into the tunnel where the train tracks go. It is pitch black in here and I trip over something, but I don't take the time to see what it was before I stand back up and continue running. When I emerge from the tunnel I instantly feel relief. There in front of me is the forest.
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I ran through the forest for hours outside of the city, only stopping for a little bit to catch my breath. By now the sun was coming up and I could hear the bird singing around me. I have no idea where I am or at least how far away I am from the Capitol.
