Imagine stepping into the tube, rising onto your podium, everything seeming 'okay'...
Imagine being blinded by sunlight, peering round at the 23 other tributes surrounding you, hearing your heart pounding inside of your chest...
And praying - just praying - that it won't be the next to stop.
He felt pathetic. He felt worthless. His fellow paladins had no idea how much their words hurt Lance until he was gone. ........
(I WROTE THIS WHEN I WAS LIKE, 12 ,GUYS)