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38
The Mockingjay
"Finnick, please try to understand..."
"You told me that you were going to get her from Four. You told me that you were going to bring her here. With us."
"I never promised anything except that I would try. They took her the night the force field blew. Hours after. There was no way to get there in time. I'm so sorry."
I run my hand down my face and attempt to blink back tears, but I can feel the remains of my foundation being shaken. My beacon of light isn't hiding, she's being snuffed out.
"Is there no way we can save her? Save her and get Johanna and Peeta back too?"
Heavensbee sighs and gives me a look that says I look more of a wreck than I feel. "We'll try Finnick, of course we will. I don't think they'll hurt her. It would serve no purpose for them."
I let that soak, but then an icy dagger wedges its way into my peace. "They will to hurt me."
I picture Annie being whipped, tortured, screaming, and terrorized. I fall to my knees and fold in on myself as if my very bones were crumbling to the ground.
"Maybe I should get someone..." Heavensbee whispers outloud.
"Please," I beg him, letting my cheek rest of the floor of my room, "Just leave me alone for a little while."
He gives me a pat on the shoulder before closing the door quietly behind him.
So now I've done it. I've finally destroyed her.
I don't know at what point I lost consciousness, but I know now that I am in a dream. I'm walking in a place void of space, meeting Annie who is in her interview dress and walking for me. She looks beautiful. I look down and find myself in a matching suit. When we are close enough, we lock naturally in a dancing posture and begin to move in a floating waltz through the nothing.
"Are we dead?" I ask.
"Not yet," she responds with a little smile.
"Then what is all this?"
Her eyes twinkle and she gives me an effortless kiss on the cheek without breaking step. "You've finally lost it, huh?"
"What do you mean?"
"Look around you," she says, "We're in your dream."
"So?"
"See how much you can feel my hand on yours?" she asks, giving my hand a squeeze, "How vivid the details on our clothing and faces are?"
I don't answer because I still don't know what I should say. She says it for me. "When you're crazy, you have the most vivid dreams."
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"Please stop!" I scream, crushing my hands over my ears. They have filled the bottom of Johanna's cell with an inch of water and have been repeatedly electrocuting her for hours. Her screams tear a path through my subconscious. Peeta was taken away for some kind of interview.
"Tell us and it will stop," Argen says to Johanna as she struggles to recover from her last treatment.
"We both know that's not going to happen," she manages to say before doubling over in pain. Argen frowns and gestures to his men. I think they're going to zap her again, but they don't. The walls in her cell go down and the water floods out into drains. Two guards walk in and hold her arms. Argen pulls a syringe from his pocket and kneels down in front of her. I remove my hands so I can hear what he's saying.
