Day 53: Intercom, Dawn
Although the day was sunny and warm, there seemed to be a strange tension within the walls of Landel's Institute. The nurses seemed a little more on-edge than usual, and they were already bustling to-and-fro in the hallways before the Head Doctor even made his announcement. It seemed that they'd all been roused early today by Nurse Lydia - but for
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The nurse shook her head in an overdramatic display of sympathy. "No, dear. You're confused."
Mentally disoriented, Katniss thought. And definitely crazy. But I know my own name. She tried another tack. "Don't you realize who I am? I'm the Mockingjay."
The nurse made a hmmm sound in the back of her throat. "Yes, your file said you insisted on calling yourself that. Now come along, Ava dear, and let's get some breakfast in you, alright? You're far too thin."
A flare of anger pulsed through Katniss; she didn't insist on it: she hated it, she hadn't had a choice, and plenty of people had died because of her. She'd never really chosen to become the Mockingjay; it was just the only way she could fight, a means to survive. But Katniss became aware of something else, as well: she was hungry. Not just hungry, but starving. And if free food was being offered, there was no way she was going to pass it up. She'd think better on a full stomach.
One thing was certain: she had to get out of here, and fast. Because if Coin got to Snow first, Katniss would lose the one thing she wanted right now: her chance to put an arrow through Coriolanus Snow's heart.
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