Who: Katniss Everdeen & Carol Danvers What: Exploring When: 20th Oct Where: Entrance way and Conservatory Rating/Warnings: TBC [Will update as and when needed] Status: Complete
She nearly left the communication device where it had been, not particularly inclined to find out who or what was on the other end of it. The letter had been enough of an aggravation--words that really hadn’t made much sense no matter how much she kept rereading them. But having a way someone could contact her and possibly track her--which maybe that wasn’t possible, but she’d had enough tracking devices implanted in her for a lifetime to not quite trust the technology, no matter how primitive it was.
But there was no point in simply standing around and tearing up the letter hadn’t given her as much satisfaction as Katniss had hoped that it might. Instead she decided to explore, try and find some other way out since the front door had simply disappeared. There were other footsteps, voices that she could hear coming from different rooms every so often, and she nearly turned into them, wanting to see who else might have been pulled into this new brand of craziness.
Or maybe she had finally cracked. Maybe none of this was real and her mind was beyond repair and she was now trapped in some weird dream world. Except that didn’t seem right either. There weren’t enough nightmare images happening in this one for it to be a dream. Her clothes weren’t hers, she had absolutely no weapon and if nothing else she needed to fix that before anything else.
The candle-holders looked heavy enough to do some sort of damage. Tossing the candle she picked up the elaborate holder and headed into the room with a rather tall flower that she couldn’t quite identify.