Chapter 33

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My eyes flutter open too see metal bars. And looking across onto another room with more bars. I move my eyes. Left to right. And see more bars and two concrete walls. I try too stand up but fail. My arms and legs are so limp and weak. I can barley even scratch my own head without excruciating pain. I hear someone come in through a door down the hall. Everything is all echoey and my eye slight is so lagged. I start to roll my head and I see someone be thrown into a room opposite me and one next too me. I crawl over to the bars and look through. I try to make sense on the face. But it won't register until I stay still and let my brain process. I put my arm through the bars and see a cannula into the joint of my elbow and in the top side of my hand. I look back to the girl. I run my hands across their now loosely tied back hair. Their head rolls back too look at the ceiling. "Enobaria!" I shake her shoulders and she lies still. I push back into my corner and old my knees. Where am I? Look around and now manage to push myself too stand. I look out the small hole in the wall. Peeping though I can see large buildings. And mountains. I'm in the capitol. Why is Enobaria here. Where's Cato? Enobaria starts too move "Enobaria?" I say quietly

"Clove? Clove is that you!" She shouts with relief. I crawl over to her. And she pushes her arms through the bars to old my face. I grab her wrists as she begins too cry.

"Where's Cato?" I ask. She goes all dazed

"What?" She says. She pulls her hands back and holds her own head

"Enobaria, stay with me. Where is Cato" I ask

"I-I don't know. I don't remember. He was with us when the arena blew up and now. I'm here. And so are you. Who's that?" She asks. Her voice is very slurred. And I look over too see another girl passed out on the ground. She wakes up and looks to me. Her face is battered and cut.

"Johanna?" I ask

"Clove!" She says. I look at her and smile slightly "do you remember what happened?" I ask

"I remember begin in the arena and Beetee attached a wire too the cornucopia. Hoping it would blow up and get us out of the Arena. It worked. But we are now here" she says.

"Cato? Have you seen him?" I ask

"I was on the hovercraft and they tried too put me too sleep like You and Enobaria. But I couldn't. They hit me. And stabbed me. And I fell asleep. But no. I don't remember Cato being there" she tells him. My heart sorrows. He could really be dead for all I know. I hope he is safe. And that he I'll come and get me soon. Nothing can keep us apart. Not even snow.

We all fall silent. I hear I slight hissing sound and watch smoke pour in to our cells from a shower like pipe. We all go dizzy and pass out and the next thing I know is that I'm strapped in a stretcher. Johanna is screaming to be let out and Enobaria is crying as he has someone cutting something into her arm. The walls are white and there are glass screens between us all. A man walks in and shines a light into my eyes. I flutter them close "eyes open miss. Or they will be clamped" he says. He wears a white lab coat and gloves. I open my eyes and the man walks away. I look around too see a panel of people watching us from above. I squint my eyes and see a very familiar face. Snow. I breath heavily and start to steam up

"Snow! What have you done with him?! Ahhh! Where is he!" I shout. I shake the stretcher I'm stuck too. He looks down and smiles "tell me! Where is he?!" I scream at him.

"Oh miss Sevina. This is what happens when you rebel against me. Johanna rebelled, and Enobaria refused too co-operate. You want Cato back? Well we will have too wait and see if big Hero saves the day" he says and he slowly backs away. The same man walks back in with a sharpe blade

"This May sting. If you flinch. It will be worse" he says. He puts the blade to my left arm and I look down it too see him scratching in letters. P R I S O N E R. I clamp my eyes shut and block out the pain. He suddenly injects a purple liquid into the letters. I let out a scream. It's agonising.

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