Which Reality // Hunger Games

A cold sweat began to break as I found myself leaning on the cold, marble walls of one of the many bathrooms of the capitol. I felt nauseous and faint.

"Katniss? Are you all right?" I heard Peeta whisper from the other side of the door. I could just imagine him leaning on the door, occasionally glancing at the two peacekeepers standing just a few meters away.

"Yeah, I'm just fine," I said as I clenched my teeth, trying to block out the pain in my head.

"Okay, just call me if you need anything..." Peeta replied unsurely, as he began to walk away,

Suddenly, it all just became too overwhelming and I let out a scream of agony.

"Katniss?!" Peeta screamed from the other side of the door. I could faintly hear him and the peacekeepers trying to beat down the doors. I slid down with my back against the wall. The blurred image of Peeta running towards me with the peacekeepers standing by the doors was the last thing I saw of reality.

Or what I believed it was, before I woke up.