I take the first armor and put it on under my clothes. It reaches all the way out to my fingers, covering my palms and the back of my hands. The armor is so light I can’t even feel it. There is a second set of armor in the bag, a smaller set, one meant for Clove. I pick it out of the bag and hold it in my hands; I remember holding Clove’s body after she died a painful memory. I step outside the tent, it is still pouring rain. I sink down to my knees and sit in the wet mud, the rain pours down over me, making my face wet. I can’t even tell my tears apart from the rain droplets that fall onto me. It was Clove who was saying that we would need something to block Katniss’s arrows and it took Clove’s life to try and get this armor. I hug the other armor to me, remembering Clove in my embrace almost every night since the Reaping. I remember Clove’s smile, the way her eyes lit up whenever she saw me. I remember watching Clove progress through the advanced class, how amazed and jealous I was about her success. Now Clove is gone, never to walk this earth again. I have killed the person who killed Clove, but to get home like she wished me to, I have to kill 3 more.
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