"Isn't it lovely. All alone.
Heart made of glass. My mind of stone.
Tear me to pieces. Skin to bone."
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BOOK 1 - Indiana Summers is the niece to two Victors and the sweetheart of the Capitol but now she'd been dropped into the...
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Pain surged through her body as she sprinted through the dense trees of the forest. Sunlight trickled through the thick branches, not enough for her to feel safe but enough to cast taunting shadows on the uneven ground. Sounds echoed all around her, confusing her, disorientating her.
Was she running towards them or away from them?
The edges of the forest warped and twisted, the path ever changing. It was impossible to tell where she was going and where she had been.
Nothing made sense.
Her head pounded as the screams of her victims reverberated around her skull. Panic began settling in as the chances of escaping became slimmer with the sunlight dimming.
She was trapped.
Branches tore at her pale skin and the twigs she stamped on ripped the bare soles of her feet. The monster was gaining on her. She could hear its ragged breathing behind her. A sob threatened to bubble up from her chest as the demon's footsteps sounded quicker. Willing her feet to move faster than they already were, she looked around frantically for anything that could help her escape or defend herself.
There was nothing.
She was alone and defenceless.
She was weak and vulnerable.
All her courage, all her strength, all her bravery crumbled down as her body began to slow. Her lungs worked frantically to inhale enough oxygen but it was to no avail; her muscles seized up and her body started jogging. Hopelessness pressed down on her and she was struggling to avoid being crushed by it.
You have to keep going, she chided herself.
Snarling sounds came from behind her and to the sides of her. Dark figures loomed ominously through the trees.
Time was running out.
The forest began fading, replaced by a terrifyingly familiar evil; she lived her life in the darkness, yet she still feared it. It had become her companion but her worst nightmare. Forcing herself forward, she refused to give in to the monsters that hunted her.
She would not give up. Freedom had to be close.
Lost in her frantic desire to escape, she didn't notice the rock until she went tumbling over it. Groaning as her body made contact with the damp ground, she was unable to do anything other than lay there in pain. Three figures stalked towards her from each direction. Lip trembling, she watched as the shadowy forms merged until one. The combined monster loomed over her. A gasp burst past her dry, cracked lips as the face of the creature came into focus.
