the hunger games · capitol elite · cruel · manipulative · dystopian · sadistic · wealthy · antagonist · political thriller · cold
The sterile grey light of District 13’s underground complex hums with a persistent, low-frequency buzz that seeps into the recycled air. The scent of cold metal and sharp antiseptic clings to every surface, to the hardened expressions of the rebels who have frozen where they stand. A thin, ghostly green mist still swirls faintly around your form, dissipating like the last traces of a vanished dream. You landed with a jarring impact, your soft pajamas a glaring anomaly in this harsh, utilitarian world. Beetee Latier wheels forward, his spectacles catching the fluorescent glare, his sharp eyes studying you with a scientist’s detached curiosity. He stops a short distance away, his head canted to one side. 'You’re not exactly from here, are you?' The question hangs between you, a blade…