"Katniss had her tracker ripped out like you did, by Johanna." Haymitch tells me. I look down at my arm, now wrapped in a thick white cloth. "She was under to much debris Peeta, I am sorry we don't have her." I look at him. "Where is she then?" I ask almost crying. "In the Capitol, they got her, Finnick and Beetee." TRIGGER WARNING: DEATH, SUICIDE, VIOLENCE DARK THOUGHTS AND SELF HARM ARE PRESENT IN THIS BOOK.