Hello, I am SO sorry I haven't updated in SOOOO long, I hope you have not given up on reading this book because I have not given up writing it. Thank so much for getting me to 347 views, lets try to get to 400 shall we? ;-) Have an amazing day -Sage
Prim POV
As Haymitch walked past me he gave me a look that said, "try not to get killed kid. " My jaws slackened as I replayed the scene in my head, Peeta's oh-so calm features had turned into absolute rage in only seconds. What terrified me was that the one who could lift a 100 lb sack of flour hated me and wanted me dead in the games. He looked at me with fury written across his fair features and I quaked in my shoes, but I could not get the look in his eyes out of my head. His face showed one emotion, but your eyes are the gateway to one's soul and when I looked into his eyes I saw pain and......sadness? I saw so much sadness in just a few moments I almost pitied him. Snapping out of my short trance I quickly turned around left Peeta where he stood. "Haymitch?" I called out as I chased after him down the hall. "Haymitch?" I took a random turn looking for him. I kept running until I realized that something was off about this situation. Something was wrong. That was when I saw the cages surrounding me. The room was silent but not empty and I slowly turned in a small circle only to see eyes watching me from everywhere. I saw a light switch and darted to the other side of the room. Quickly I flicked on the lights and gasped in horror.
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