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"
Do
it
.
Before
they
send
those
mutts
back
or
something
.
I
do
n't
want
to
die
like
Cato
,
"
he
says
.
"
Then
you
shoot
me
,
"
I
say
furiously
,
shoving
the
weapons
back
at
him
.
"
You
shoot
me
and
go
home
and
live
with
it
!
"
And
as
I
say
it
,
I
know
death
right
here
,
right
now
would
be
the
easier
of
the
two
.
"
You
know
I
ca
n't
,
"
Peeta
says
,
discarding
the
weapons
.
"
Fine
,
I
'll
go
first
anyway
.
"
He
leans
down
and
rips
the
bandage
off
his
leg
,
eliminating
the
final
barrier
between
his
blood
and
the
earth
.
"
No
,
you
ca
n't
kill
yourself
,
"
I
say
.
I
'm
on
my
knees
,
desperately
plastering
the
bandage
back
onto
his
wound
.
"
Katniss
,
"
he
says
.
"
It
's
what
I
want
.
"
"
You
're
not
leaving
me
here
alone
,
"
I
say
.
Because
if
he
dies
,
I
'll
never
go
home
,
not
really
.
I
'll
spend
the
rest
of
my
life
in
this
arena
trying
to
think
my
way
out
.
"
Listen
,
"
he
says
pulling
me
to
my
feet
.
"
We
both
know
they
have
to
have
a
victor
.
It
can
only
be
one
of
us
.
Please
,
take
it
.
For
me
.
"
And
he
goes
on
about
how
he
loves
me
,
what
life
would
be
without
me
but
I
've
stopped
listening
because
his
previous
words
are
trapped
in
my
head
,
thrashing
desperately
around
.
We
both
know
they
have
to
have
a
victor
.
Yes
,
they
have
to
have
a
victor
.
Without
a
victor
,
the
whole
thing
would
blow
up
in
the
Gamemakers
'
faces
.
They
'd
have
failed
the
Capitol
.
Might
possibly
even
be
executed
,
slowly
and
painfully
while
the
cameras
broadcast
it
to
every
screen
in
the
country
.
If
Peeta
and
I
were
both
to
die
,
or
they
thought
we
were
.
