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GALE AND KATNISS LEFT FOR THE MANSION EARLY THE NEXT MORNING. Isla had slept in the same position that she was sitting in, and now her back was killing her. That was the last of her worries, though, because Lexa had still not woken up. She reached over to her neck with shaky hands to make sure that she still had a pulse.
She, Finnick, Gale, Cressida, and Tigris were all taking turns watching the door to make sure that no one tried to break in and to report any activity that happened outside the store. The Angler woman was sitting against the wall so that people outside would not be able to see her shadow in the window. The glass was thick and not smooth, so she could not see out of it. She could hear shouting every once in a while, but it was very rare since people had pretty much evacuated that part of the city.
She practically flew to her feet when she heard a knock at the door. She pulled out her gun and pointed it at the sound, making sure that she was still covered. She furrowed her eyebrows because she could not see a figure or anything standing there. Holding her gun at the ready, she reached for the knob and cracked the door, but there was no one there.
And then she heard a sniffle below her, and she looked down to see a little girl — no older than five or six — standing on the step in front of the door. She had waist-length brown hair, and she was holding a teddy bear in one arm and a pink, flowery backpack in the other. She was crying, and she looked absolutely terrified.
