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             _{[ As the footsteps drew closer, her breathing slowed until it came to a complete stop, fearing it to be too loud. Her heart raced in her chest and she feared that it could be heard from where they stood. A quick glance around her told her there was nowhere for her to hide — not with the injury on her leg, and not with the Tribute so close to her. She was caught in a trap. ]}

      _{[ The sword wasn’t still drawn as he sized up the other Tribute. It was the girl was District Three. He couldn’t remember her name but that wasn’t what was important to him right now. His eyes caught the red stains and the favoring of one leg over the other. It didn’t take a lot to put two and two together. So, his gaze drifted back to her face instead. ]}

       _{"   What happened to you?“}