[It's not something she understands. Where she is, how she got here, why she's no longer in District 12. How she woke up in the forest that was not the familiar source of sustenance she knew so well.
Or the book she finds beside her, where she would have expected her bow. A book is of no help in the forest. But it's the book that catches her attention, especially when she flips through it and sees a face she never thought she'd see again. It makes her chest hurt and she wipes a way any tears that threaten to spill.
Maybe she's dead. She doesn't feel dead, but how would she know what death felt like?
Katniss doesn't know if she's safe. She doesn't trust anyone. Except Rue.
So she knows what she has to do. Before anything else.]
Rue? Rue, can you hear me?
[Can people find her through this journal? She doesn't know. But even if they can, she should be safe in her tree. Is she even using this right? Katniss has never seen anything like it before, something that can write and record and even takes photographs. Not even in the Capitol.]
I'm looking for a girl. She's small, with dark skin and eyes. And when she stands, you can almost see her taking flight. [Katniss closes her eyes. It's so easy to picture. Was that really her in this journal?] Her name is Rue. Tell her... [And she pauses. What if she's already said too much? But it's so important to find her.] Katniss. Tell her Katniss is here.
Or the book she finds beside her, where she would have expected her bow. A book is of no help in the forest. But it's the book that catches her attention, especially when she flips through it and sees a face she never thought she'd see again. It makes her chest hurt and she wipes a way any tears that threaten to spill.
Maybe she's dead. She doesn't feel dead, but how would she know what death felt like?
Katniss doesn't know if she's safe. She doesn't trust anyone. Except Rue.
So she knows what she has to do. Before anything else.]
Rue? Rue, can you hear me?
[Can people find her through this journal? She doesn't know. But even if they can, she should be safe in her tree. Is she even using this right? Katniss has never seen anything like it before, something that can write and record and even takes photographs. Not even in the Capitol.]
I'm looking for a girl. She's small, with dark skin and eyes. And when she stands, you can almost see her taking flight. [Katniss closes her eyes. It's so easy to picture. Was that really her in this journal?] Her name is Rue. Tell her... [And she pauses. What if she's already said too much? But it's so important to find her.] Katniss. Tell her Katniss is here.
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