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I
startle
when
I
catch
someone
staring
at
me
from
only
a
few
inches
away
and
then
realize
it
's
my
own
face
reflecting
back
in
the
glass
.
Wild
eyes
,
hollow
cheeks
,
my
hair
in
a
tangled
mat
.
Rabid
.
Feral
.
Mad
.
No
wonder
everyone
is
keeping
a
safe
distance
from
me
.
The
next
thing
I
know
we
've
landed
back
on
the
roof
of
the
Training
Center
and
they
're
taking
Peeta
but
leaving
me
behind
the
door
.
I
start
hurling
myself
against
the
glass
,
shrieking
and
I
think
I
just
catch
a
glimpse
of
pink
hair
-
it
must
be
Effie
,
it
has
to
be
Effie
coming
to
my
rescue
-
when
the
needle
jabs
me
from
behind
.
When
I
wake
,
I
'm
afraid
to
move
at
first
.
The
entire
ceiling
glows
with
a
soft
yellow
light
allowing
me
to
see
that
I
'm
in
a
room
containing
just
my
bed
.
No
doors
,
no
windows
are
visible
.
The
air
smells
of
something
sharp
and
antiseptic
.
My
right
arm
has
several
tubes
that
extend
into
the
wall
behind
me
.
I
'm
naked
,
but
the
bedclothes
arc
soothing
against
my
skin
.
I
tentatively
lift
my
left
hand
above
the
cover
.
Not
only
has
it
been
scrubbed
clean
,
the
nails
are
filed
in
perfect
ovals
,
the
scars
from
the
burns
are
less
prominent
.
I
touch
my
cheek
,
my
lips
,
the
puckered
scar
above
my
eyebrow
,
and
am
just
running
my
fingers
through
my
silken
hair
when
I
freeze
.
Apprehensively
I
ruffle
the
hair
by
my
left
ear
.
No
,
it
was
n't
an
illusion
.
I
can
hear
again
.
I
try
and
sit
up
,
but
some
sort
of
wide
restraining
band
around
my
waist
keeps
me
from
rising
more
than
a
few
inches
.
The
physical
confinement
makes
me
panic
and
I
'm
trying
to
pull
myself
up
and
wriggle
my
hips
through
the
band
when
a
portion
of
the
wall
slides
open
and
in
steps
the
redheaded
Avox
girl
carrying
a
tray
.
The
sight
of
her
calms
me
and
I
stop
trying
to
escape
.
I
want
to
ask
her
a
million
questions
,
but
I
'm
afraid
any
familiarity
would
cause
her
harm
.
Obviously
I
am
being
closely
monitored
.
She
sets
the
tray
across
my
thighs
and
presses
something
that
raises
me
to
a
sitting
position
.
While
she
adjusts
my
pillows
,
I
risk
one
question
.
I
say
it
out
loud
,
as
clearly
as
my
rusty
voice
will
allow
,
so
nothing
will
seem
secretive
.
"
Did
Peeta
make
it
?
"
She
gives
me
a
nod
,
and
as
she
slips
a
spoon
into
my
hand
,
I
feel
the
pressure
of
friendship
.
I
guess
she
did
not
wish
me
dead
after
all
.
And
Peeta
has
made
it
.
Of
course
,
he
did
.
With
all
their
expensive
equipment
here
.
Still
,
I
had
n't
been
sure
until
now
.
As
the
Avox
leaves
,
the
door
closes
noiselessly
after
her
and
I
turn
hungrily
to
the
tray
.
A
bowl
of
clear
broth
,
a
small
serving
of
applesauce
,
and
a
glass
of
water
.
This
is
it
?
I
think
grouchily
.
Should
n't
my
homecoming
dinner
be
a
little
more
spectacular
?
But
I
find
it
's
an
effort
to
finish
the
spare
meal
before
me
.
My
stomach
seems
to
have
shrunk
to
the
size
of
a
chestnut
,
and
I
have
to
wonder
how
long
I
've
been
out
because
I
had
no
trouble
eating
a
fairly
sizable
breakfast
that
last
morning
in
the
arena
.
There
's
usually
a
lag
of
a
few
days
between
the
end
of
the
competition
and
the
presentation
of
the
victor
so
that
they
can
put
the
starving
,
wounded
,
mess
of
a
person
back
together
again
.
Somewhere
,
Cinna
and
Portia
will
be
creating
our
wardrobes
for
the
public
appearances
.
Haymitch
and
Effie
will
be
arranging
the
banquet
for
our
sponsors
,
reviewing
the
questions
for
our
final
interviews
.
Back
home
,
District
12
is
probably
in
chaos
as
they
try
and
organize
the
homecoming
celebrations
for
Peeta
and
me
,
given
that
the
last
one
was
close
to
thirty
years
ago
.
Home
!
Prim
and
my
mother
!
Gale
!
Even
the
thought
of
Prim
's
scruffy
old
cat
makes
me
smile
.
Soon
I
will
be
home
!
I
want
to
get
out
of
this
bed
.
To
see
Peeta
and
Cinna
,
to
find
out
more
about
what
's
been
going
on
.
And
why
should
n't
I
?
I
feel
fine
.
But
as
I
start
to
work
my
way
out
of
the
band
,
I
feel
a
cold
liquid
seeping
into
my
vein
from
one
of
the
tubes
and
almost
immediately
lose
consciousness
.
