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"
She
's
dead
.
I
stuck
her
myself
.
"
"
Then
where
's
the
cannon
?
"
"
Someone
should
go
back
.
Make
sure
the
job
's
done
.
"
"
Yeah
,
we
do
n't
want
to
have
to
track
her
down
twice
.
"
"
I
said
she
's
dead
!
"
An
argument
breaks
out
until
one
tribute
silences
the
others
.
"
We
're
wasting
time
!
I
'll
go
finish
her
and
let
's
move
on
!
"
I
almost
fall
out
of
the
tree
The
voice
belongs
to
Peeta
.
Thank
goodness
,
I
had
the
foresight
to
belt
myself
in
.
I
've
rolled
sideways
off
the
fork
and
I
'm
facing
the
ground
,
held
in
place
by
the
belt
,
one
hand
,
and
my
feet
straddling
the
pack
inside
my
sleeping
bag
,
braced
against
the
trunk
.
There
must
have
been
some
rustling
when
I
tipped
sideways
,
but
the
Careers
have
been
too
caught
up
in
their
own
argument
to
catch
it
.
"
Go
on
,
then
,
Lover
Boy
,
"
says
the
boy
from
District
2
.
"
See
for
yourself
.
"
