“It’s a child’s scream, a young girl’s scream, there’s no one in the arena capable of making that sound except for Rue.”


I just wanted to slow it down to see if I could actually figure out what is HAPPENING HERE but alas I cannot. Maybe she’s in her prep room and this is her first glance of the arena or something.





Then the angel asked her what her name was, she said “I, have none.” 




Starve to death in safety. 


I can hardly recognize myself in the cracked mirror that leans against the wall.