(Prim's POV)

I get up in bed with things hooked up to me. How is this possible? It went black. I was going to die. And I am alive. How? I don't know. I notice that my tongue is numb though, and I cannot feel anything. Weird.

I try to get up but some type of force is working against me, I can't get up. Why? I'm only left with questions.

Did Katniss and Peeta make it out alive? All I remember is the world going dark after the berries came out of my mouth. What would have happened if I died? I don't want to know. The experience was killing, both figuratively and literally.

The door to the room opens. I almost don't notice because there is no sound. The person who comes in is unexpected. It's Lavinia.

She delivers my food to my bed. I can't really read her face, which seem to show many emotions at the same time.

She looks into my eyes, and I can see that she is glad to see me. She gave me a quick hug, and rushes out of the room.

I eat the food, but it's weird. I could feel the different textures of the food, but I cannot taste anything. It's just...bland. Is it suppose to be like this?

After I finish eating the bland food, I go back to sleeping. I can't really get up, because the bed is somehow sending a force that pulls me down if I try to get up. So I have no choice but to sleep.

The next time I wake up, I am...flawless. At least, my body is. My hair is all washed and brushed, and I no longer have any scars from the arena. My nails are trimmed and painted with orange, red, and a hint of yellow. As I examine myself, I realize that I can get up now. I walk out of the room and down the hall.

At the end of the hall, I see them in a big chamber. Haymitch, Effie, and Cinna. I am so glad to see them. I give each of them a huge hug. Haymitch congratulates me for getting out of the arena, Effie compliments my looks, and Cinna just gives me a big grin. But I can tell many things from that grin.

Cinna decides to show me my dress for the interviews. I had almost forgot about them; they have them every year after the games, with the victor. Except this year, it will be with the victors. Oh my. I forgot about Katniss and Peeta. I start to panic, but Cinna tells me that they are fine, but I cannot see them yet.

Instead he leads me to a room, where he has laid out my outfit. It is beautiful. It is a pale yellow color, and the fabric is very soft and silky. There are also shoes to wear with the dress, which are white and have heels, about an inch tall.

I get dressed into my outfit, and my stylists do my hair. I suddenly start to get nervous. I am going to have to talk about my experience in the arena. And well, it was not fun at all. At least I will also see Katniss and Peeta again.

Five minutes until the post-game interviews. I stand alone, getting ready to go on stage. Then Haymitch comes to me and gives me a hug. I sense that something is up, because Haymitch is not the type of person to just come up and hug you.

"Great job honey~!" he tells me.

I smile, but my eyes read, "What's going on?"

Haymitch bends over a bit and whispers into my ear, his mouth hidden by my long blonde hair. "Snow isn't happy with you, not at all. From the moment that you pulled out those berries, he was very unhappy with you. You're going to have to fix that. Today. In these interviews."

Scared, I step backward a bit. When he's done, he stands straight up again, gives me a smile, then walks away. I don't know if there are hidden cameras backstage, but I still try to smile, I'll be on stage soon.

The stage. This is when I realize, the games are not over. This is the most dangerous part.

~A/N~ Yay! I was able to update on Thursday! Hope you guys enjoyed this chapter, and I'm a bit sad to say, there will be only one more chapter, and it will come out next Monday! Hope you guys are excited~!!

This is dedicated to @equestrianism_ but my comp won't let me do dedications again? I'll fix it soon, promise!

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1. Would you like me to write a sequel?

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-Monica