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The
more
time
that
passes
,
the
less
hopeful
I
am
that
this
is
an
injury
that
will
heal
.
When
I
reach
the
site
of
our
first
meeting
,
I
feel
certain
it
's
been
undisturbed
.
There
's
no
sign
of
Rue
,
not
on
the
ground
or
in
the
trees
.
This
is
odd
.
By
now
she
should
have
returned
,
as
it
's
midday
.
Undoubtedly
,
she
spent
the
night
in
a
tree
somewhere
.
What
else
could
she
do
with
no
light
and
the
Careers
with
their
night-vision
glasses
tramping
around
the
woods
.
And
the
third
fire
she
was
supposed
to
set
-
although
I
forgot
to
check
for
it
last
night
-
was
the
farthest
from
our
site
of
all
.
She
's
probably
just
being
cautious
about
making
her
way
back
.
I
wish
she
'd
hurry
,
because
I
do
n't
want
to
hang
around
here
too
long
.
I
want
to
spend
the
afternoon
traveling
to
higher
ground
,
hunting
as
we
go
.
But
there
's
nothing
really
for
me
to
do
but
wait
.
I
wash
the
blood
out
of
my
jacket
and
hair
and
clean
my
ever-growing
list
of
wounds
.
The
burns
are
much
better
but
I
use
a
bit
of
medicine
on
them
anyway
.
The
main
thing
to
worry
about
now
is
keeping
out
infection
.
I
go
ahead
and
eat
the
second
fish
.
It
is
n't
going
to
last
long
in
this
hot
sun
,
but
it
should
be
easy
enough
to
spear
a
few
more
for
Rue
.
If
she
would
just
show
up
.
Feeling
too
vulnerable
on
the
ground
with
my
lopsided
hearing
,
I
scale
a
tree
to
wait
.
If
the
Careers
show
up
,
this
will
be
a
fine
place
to
shoot
them
from
.
The
sun
moves
slowly
.
I
do
things
to
pass
the
time
.
Chew
leaves
and
apply
them
to
my
stings
that
are
deflated
but
still
tender
.
Comb
through
my
damp
hair
with
my
fingers
and
braid
it
.
Lace
my
boots
back
up
.
Check
over
my
bow
and
remaining
nine
arrows
.
Test
my
left
ear
repeatedly
for
signs
of
life
by
rustling
a
leaf
near
it
,
but
without
good
results
.
Despite
the
groosling
and
the
fish
,
my
stomach
's
growling
,
and
I
know
I
'm
going
to
have
what
we
call
a
hollow
day
back
in
District
12
.
That
's
a
day
where
no
matter
what
you
put
in
your
belly
,
it
's
never
enough
.
Having
nothing
to
do
but
sit
in
a
tree
makes
it
worse
,
so
I
decide
to
give
into
it
.
After
all
,
I
've
lost
a
lot
of
weight
in
the
arena
,
I
need
some
extra
calories
.
And
having
the
bow
and
arrows
makes
me
far
more
confident
about
my
future
prospects
.
I
slowly
peel
and
eat
a
handful
of
nuts
.
My
last
cracker
.
The
groosling
neck
.
That
's
good
because
it
takes
time
to
pick
clean
.
Finally
,
a
groosling
wing
and
the
bird
is
history
.
But
it
's
a
hollow
day
,
and
even
with
all
that
I
start
daydreaming
about
food
.
Particularly
the
decadent
dishes
served
in
the
Capitol
.
The
chicken
in
creamy
orange
sauce
.
The
cakes
and
pudding
.
Bread
with
butter
.
Noodles
in
green
sauce
.
The
lamb
and
dried
plum
stew
.
I
suck
on
a
few
mint
leaves
and
tell
myself
to
get
over
it
.
Mint
is
good
because
we
drink
mint
tea
after
supper
often
,
so
it
tricks
my
stomach
into
thinking
eating
time
is
over
.
Sort
of
.
Dangling
up
in
the
tree
,
with
the
sun
warming
me
,
a
mouthful
of
mint
,
my
bow
and
arrows
at
hand
.
this
is
the
most
relaxed
I
've
been
since
I
've
entered
the
arena
.
If
only
Rue
would
show
up
,
and
we
could
clear
out
.
As
the
shadows
grow
,
so
does
my
restlessness
.
By
late
afternoon
,
I
've
resolved
to
go
looking
for
her
.
I
can
at
least
visit
the
spot
where
she
set
the
third
fire
and
see
if
there
are
any
clues
to
her
whereabouts
.
Before
I
go
,
I
scatter
a
few
mint
leaves
around
our
old
campfire
.
Since
we
gathered
these
some
distance
away
,
Rue
will
understand
I
've
been
here
,
while
they
'll
mean
nothing
to
the
Careers
.
