"But....but..." I stumble. "Come on, there's no time! Follow me!" She whispers. She walks back to the wardrobe then disappears in it's darkness. I follow, knowing that I just wanted to be with her more than anything. How is this even happening? "It must be a dream!" I think. I pinched my arm, but I was still just standing by the wardrobe.
I peered into the wardrobe to find a door instead of a wall. I walk through it, crawling on my knees. I closed it behind me. I crawl faster to catch up to Katniss. My knees are numb from them pounding off the uneven ground. I'm pretty sure that both my hands and knees are bleeding from sharp rocks on the floor, but I don't check.
Katniss turns around to face me sitting down cross legged. Her knees touched the two walls. "Can I have the mockingjay pin back?" She says, hand stretched out. I placed it in her hand. She snatches it away from me. I stare at her. She seems different.
Suddenly, she sticks a needle into my arm, injecting me with a purple liquid. I fell down, laying flat on my stomach. My sight blackens. "Katniss?" I sigh unable to move. "Sleep tight." She says through gritted teeth. My vision blacks out.
I walk up in a grey room. I scan it quickly. I look down to see my hands locked down in metal cuffs, attached to the chair. My waist and legs also tied back to the chair. The metal rubs off my wrists as I struggle to free my hands. Where am I?
YOU ARE READING
The Hunger Games Fanfic!
FanfictionWhat if everything went down hill for Katniss in the games? The 75th Annual Hunger Games is here and Prim is worried. This fanfic is in Prim's P.O.V. I did make up some characters but most of them are not my own. I did make this up myself so just e...
