"No, no," Finnick says, waving Terry off. "I can't even begin to apologize for what happened at the party. I wouldn't know where to start. I still don't even know what it was exactly that made me stop..."

He does know. He's worked it over and over again in his mind, the image of that boy that he saw himself killing. His talk with Johanna had just made everything more confusing - how real was it, and how many people were seeing these awful visions?