Cinna's Fate Re-Told

Cinna's Fate Re-Told Part 4

All I could see was Portia's face right before she was murdered. It tortured me. I was afraid I would always be tortured by it. She looked desperate. She looked scared. I wish I could have been there to save her.

Weeks must have passed as I waited for the rebel janitor but he never came. But one day, again the big metal door was swung open by none other than Lacertosus. He handcuffed me again and he pushed me around. He was a lot more rough than the last time he had come to take me from my cell. He took me to the same room as last time. I was surprised to see Snow already there.

Snow stood next to a man who was on his knees with his head bowed. His hands weren't handcuffed like mine but tied together with material. It was red...the material was red like fire.

-She came out on to the stage, as beautiful as ever. I couldn't have made a better dress for her. As soon as she spun, she would be set alight. She would be radiant.

I saw her look at me, she told me about her opening ceremony outfit, she told me about the flames. I gave her the nod. She span. Her dress was on fire. She was on fire. Katniss Everdeen, the girl on FIRE!-

The interview dress has been ripped and it had been used to bound this man's hands together. Lacertosus held my arms. He could feel my temperature rising and my heart pounding. Lacertosus sat me on the seat in the centre of the room and locked the door behind him.

"Cinna!" Snow said with a bounce in his voice. "Look who I found! Fugere!"

Snow pulled on the man's hair so his face looked at me. I didn't recognise the man at first.

"He visited you the other week. Lucky he did or we never would have found him. What Fugere failed to realise is that if you work for the Captiol, it's best to keep your mouth shut and your head down. Cinna you failed to do that and now look what's happened. Lucky for Fugere, he didn't commit such crimes as you did."

The rebel janitor, Fugere was the rebel janitor. He looked into my eyes with sorrow, and regret. His eyes were begging me for forgiveness. Snow pulled a knife from his pocket. He held it against Fugere's cheek. It took all I could not to leap from Lacertosus' arms and kill him with it.

Snow then dragged the blunt edge of the knife down Fugere's face and to his neck. Snow was going to slit this man's throat. I swallowed hard, I tried to move forward but Lacertosus had a tight grip on me. Then, Snow put his knife away. I hadn't realised I was holding my breath until I felt cool air being gasped into my lungs.

The next few moments happened so quickly I barely noticed them. Snow pulled a small handgun from the pocket inside his suit jacket and shot Fugere in the head. It happened so quickly I barely realised what had happened. Snow laughed a horrible bloody laugh and untied the dress material from Fugere's dead hands and wiped the wound.

"Cinna, look." He said cheerfully, "This dress doesn't just look like fire, but blood too. Maybe your girl on fire will soon become the girl who bled." He began to laugh again. It was a maniacal laugh that could drive anyone mad.

I screamed and lunged towards Snow. I wanted to kill him. I wanted him locked in that cell, not me. I kept screaming "I'll kill you, I'll kill you!" but Snow kept laughing and all of a sudden I was turned around and punched in the face by Lacertosus who then dragged me from the room by my foot.

The last thing I heard was Snow's evil laugh.