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My
fear
of
the
Career
pack
is
minor
compared
to
my
burning
thirst
.
Besides
,
they
were
heading
away
from
me
and
by
now
they
,
too
,
will
have
to
rest
.
With
the
scarcity
of
water
,
they
may
even
have
had
to
return
to
the
lake
for
refills
.
Maybe
,
that
is
the
only
course
for
me
as
well
.
Morning
brings
distress
.
My
heads
throbs
with
every
beat
of
my
heart
.
Simple
movements
send
stabs
of
pain
through
my
joints
.
I
fall
,
rather
than
jump
from
the
tree
.
It
takes
several
minutes
for
me
to
assemble
my
gear
.
Somewhere
inside
me
,
I
know
this
is
wrong
.
I
should
be
acting
with
more
caution
,
moving
with
more
urgency
.
But
my
mind
seems
foggy
and
forming
a
plan
is
hard
.
I
lean
back
against
the
trunk
of
my
tree
,
one
finger
gingerly
stroking
the
sandpaper
surface
of
my
tongue
,
as
I
assess
my
options
.
How
can
I
get
water
?
Return
to
the
lake
.
No
good
.
I
'd
never
make
it
.
Hope
for
rain
.
There
's
not
a
cloud
in
the
sky
.
Keep
looking
.
Yes
,
this
is
my
only
chance
.
But
then
,
another
thought
hits
me
,
and
the
surge
of
anger
that
follows
brings
me
to
me
senses
.
Haymitch
!
He
could
send
me
water
!
Press
a
button
and
have
it
delivered
to
me
in
a
silver
parachute
in
minutes
.
I
know
I
must
have
sponsors
,
at
least
one
or
two
who
could
afford
a
pint
of
liquid
for
me
.
Yes
,
it
's
pricey
,
but
these
people
,
they
're
made
of
money
.
And
they
'll
be
betting
on
me
as
well
.
Perhaps
Haymitch
does
n't
realize
how
deep
my
need
is
.
I
say
in
a
voice
as
loud
as
I
dare
.
"
Water
.
"
I
wait
,
hopefully
,
for
a
parachute
to
descend
from
the
sky
.
But
nothing
is
forthcoming
.
Something
is
wrong
.
Am
I
deluded
about
having
sponsors
?
Or
has
Peeta
's
behavior
made
them
all
hang
back
?
No
,
I
do
n't
believe
it
.
