Tiny, searing stabs. Wherever the droplets of mist touch my skin."Run!" I scream at the others. "Run!"Finnick snaps awake instantly, rising to counter an enemy. But when he sees the wall of fog, he tosses a still-sleeping Mags onto his back and takes off. Peeta is on his feet but not as alert. I grab his arm and begin to propel him through the jungle after Finnick.
-Suzanne Collins
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