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ONE OF THE TVS IN THE CAFETERIA WAS SHATTERED. Lexa had had a huge fit after seeing what President fucking Snow was doing to Isla. She did not believe a word that he said about killing the Capitol men. It was just an excuse so that he could send a message without seeming like a monster.
The Armada woman was lying in her room because after her outburst, they believed she was a 'threat to security' until she calmed down. So, Finnick, who was also distraught but not as much as her, went to go get them some food because she had not eaten in a while.
She could not get that image of Isla out of her head. Seeing her exposed and hurt like that made her want to storm the Capitol and get her back right then. What were they doing to her? She was with no doubt punished for her outburst when she was talking to Caesar, but there was not a single inch of skin that was not bloody or burnt or bruised. Lexa's thoughts were interrupted when a loud siren and flashing lights filled the hallway.
"This is a code red alert. Please, remain calm and begin evacuation protocol. Proceed to your nearest stairwell and descend to level 40. Blast doors will be sealed in six minutes," an automated voice announced, and she heard people yelling and feet shuffling in the hallway.
She climbed out of bed and headed over to her door that had been unlocked. She furrowed her eyebrows and stepped out into the hallway to see every single person in sight running toward the stairs. Well, all except one. A small girl with blonde hair was running the opposite way, and after a moment, she realized that it was Prim, Katniss's sister. Instead of following the crowd of people running, she headed upstream as Prim disappeared into her room. She headed toward the room, but after a moment, the young girl emerged with something in her hands.
It was a fucking cat.
"You did not just risk your life for a cat," Lexa groaned, and Prim jumped before looking up at her. She looked terrified until the woman extended her hand for her to take with the arm that was not holding the animal. When she hesitated, Lexa rolled her eyes and nodded toward the empty hallway and the automated voice that was still talking. "Let's go. Come on, the doors will be closing soon."
