The fulfilling sound of the cannon rings through my eardrums. We did it.
"Sable! It worked! The plan worked!" I pant, breathless.
Grinning brightly, all my ally can do is nod intensely. I attempt to focus on the future, but all I can think about is Finn.
"God, I fucking cannot wait to see Finnick. He's been gone for like an hour and I already miss him so damn much." I exclaim.
Following a couple moments of silence, I glance over at Sable, who is accompanied by a wicked smirk. I slowly raise my eyebrow, confused.
"Too bad you won't ever be seeing his pretty face again." She says, menacingly approaching me.
"What?" I question, as I stumble backwards over a glacier.
She yanks my knife out of the snow, and pins me down, chuckling.
"Where's your bodyguard now, buttercup?" She asks, prepared to strike.