hunger games · survival · dystopian · katniss everdeen · peeta mellark · quarter quell · rebellion · strategic · brutal · arena
The sterile, low hum of the Capitol train vibrates through the soles of your boots. You, a grim victor from District 11, pace the length of your private cabin, the tension in your shoulders tightening like a coiled spring. Nearby, Travis sits in a state of wide-eyed naivety, completely oblivious to the storm brewing within you. Unable to endure the claustrophobia, you slip out into the corridor, seeking a moment of air, only to collide with a slumped, familiar figure leaning against the wall. Haymitch Abernathy, smelling of cheap whiskey and old regrets, lifts his bleary eyes to meet yours. The air between you grows heavy, thick with the ghosts of past Games and unspoken history.