[Only dark curls of hair and a bit of pale skin from an ear could be seen on the screen as Annie held the watch into her hair, her hands clenched on her head.]

Finnigan! Where is Finnigan? I lost my son. Real or not real? Finnick. Finnigan. Gone. Not the Capitol...where am I? Where is Finnigan?

[A sob tore from her throat and echoed down the ( Read more... )