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I sit on the soft sand listening to the calm waves hitting the rocks. I always come here when I want to get away from everything, clear my head a little. I make little knots in my chocolate brown hair, just as Finnick does. Did. I inhale the thick, salty air, as I try to take it all in. My best friend volunteered at only fourteen. How stupid could he get? He was supposed to wait until he was sixteen at least, but no, Finnick Odair did things his way.

When I went to visit him, I was so angry for a minute, I couldn't speak. I just glared at the amazingly stunning boy with his tangled mass of blond hair, and his sea green eyes, which I am more then familiar with. But then I came to my senses, and realized this may be the last time I get to see him . . .

"I'll win, okay? Don't worry about me. And when I come back, I'll buy a proper house for you and I, and we will live happily ever, I'm sure of it. Just, just take care, alright? Don't do anything reckless. You know I love you." He blurt out in a rush.

"But Fin, what if you don't come back? What am I supposed to do? You're my . . . my best friend!" I choked out. But is he something more then my best friend, I thought at the time? He did say we'd live together and that he loved me, but did he mean it in a best friend sort of way, or a lover? I was so confused.

"Just trust me, Annie. I'll make it back for you." He said and we just had time for one more hug before the peacekeeper dragged me away.

I make circular motions in the sand with my fingers, as I tried to think. He defiantly had more then a good chance of winning, but there was always the other careers. Especially the ones from 2. They, were the most brutal out of all the other Districts, and that's probably why they have the most victors.

It starts to get dark, but I'm in no mood to get back to my family. I stay on the little patch of sand near the end of the whole beach, which Fin and I found a few years back. I've lost count the amount of times we've been here . . . but now it's just me. Annie Cresta.

I finally get to sleep, but when I have the nightmare, I wish I hadn't . . .

The girl with the brown hair and hazel eyes swims happily in the sea with the beautiful green-eyed boy. They are both blissfully happy until there's a huge wave that goes up to a staggering fifty metres in height. They try to hold on to each other, but eventually the wave is too strong and they both part opposite ways . . .

The girl lands on an island with absolutely nothing. It is literally just a small patch of sand. She starts to feel thirsty, so thirsty that she almost goes mad with dehydration. But just as she's on the last straw, a silver parachute floats from the sky. Inside is a full bottle, and she opens the flask and drinks it all up. But, inside the bottle, is not water. It was blood . . .

The boy swims and swims but cannot find the girl. In the end he just lets the current take him where it wants him to go. The sea takes him to a dark cave, and inside are twenty-three boys and girls. They are all 2 metres taller then him, and carry big, heavy metal weapons, while the boy carries nothing. They all smile teasingly at him.

He tries running away but the tide has come in and he'd just as well be dead with the storm raging on.

The tributes pin him down on the cold cave floor, and they all have they're own different ways of torturing him. They cut him with a knife, sticks arrows into his arms, and even beat him with spiky maces. All that is left is a bloody mess . . .

I wake screaming my head off and sweating. Usually Finnick is there to protect me from my nightmares, but now he's gone. Maybe forever . . .