Panic. There's a little panic. Everything feels surreal and he's not sure what's the truth and what's fiction. Why doesn't anyone talk about it? Maybe they can't do anything, but he thought people liked him well enough to tell him things that are important. At least Finnick is. At least he cares.
It turns his stomach, the whole thing, and he looks a little pale.
"There's... there's no way we're going to be okay, if people are killing people, and just disappearing."
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Panic. There's a little panic. Everything feels surreal and he's not sure what's the truth and what's fiction. Why doesn't anyone talk about it? Maybe they can't do anything, but he thought people liked him well enough to tell him things that are important. At least Finnick is. At least he cares.
It turns his stomach, the whole thing, and he looks a little pale.
"There's... there's no way we're going to be okay, if people are killing people, and just disappearing."