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After the hovercraft took away the bodies I found myself unable to trek far from the site.
I can't find the strength to actually make a decent advancement from where Rue died where I became a killer. I find myself wandering aimlessly around the small area when I finally start heading out into depths of the forest. Very shortly after I started walking my foot got caught on something I could not make out and I fell clumsily onto the forest floor.
My vision blurs for a second as I regain my steadiness from the impact, I glance around to find what caused my fall and I am startled to find a body slumped against a tree a foot away from me.
My first instinct is to get away from the body in case it is a trap, after I asses the situation I slowly take out one of the knives in my backpack and hold it up as self-defense as I start to walk up closer to the body with caution. I don't know why I'm doing this, I guess to just make sure the body is dead and if not then I might be making a new friend. When I get close I realize it's a blond built boy, Cato, again.
I don't know if I should just turn around and leave or wake him up, I should probably kill him. I will kill him. But I can't find the strength in me to do so, I can't kill two people in such a small portion of time, I can't be a monster. He is a monster though, they all are, the careers are always like that.
I can't just leave him, can't I? I spent a long moment contemplating my next move and I stupidly come to the conclusion that I should at least just check to see if he is dead, so I'll be informed I guess.
I don't want to get too close to him, so I just take my dirt scuffed boots and nudge his thigh slightly. He doesn't move an inch so I kick slightly harder. No response. I think to use my knife to possibly wake him up, it's a bit comical how I start poking him in his shoulder with my pocket knife. I must be delusional or something because I let out a giggle, I actually giggled.
I "poke" him harder and this time I draw blood and seem to get a reaction.
"What the fuck?!" He wakes disoriented and still has his eyes closed.
I don't say anything.
"What was that?!" He mumbles and opens one eye.
I get up and distance myself from him. "I thought you were dead, just checking your pulse."
He shuffles around and I back up more."12?"
"Yeah." I start moving back more, I don't think this was a good idea.
"No 12 come back."
A twig snaps under the rubber of my boots, yeah a terrible idea.
"Please."
Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. Fuck. Idiot.
"12!" His voice is loud and raspy yet he sounds weak. He is sick. He can't hurt me. Actually I don't know about that. But I can use his help. Right? No. I don't- I
The sound of a body slamming against the forest floor interrupts my thoughts, I look back at him and see that he's now lying limp against the ground.
I can't help it, I can't turn away from him.
I won't let myself.
I walk towards him.
