Katniss Everdeen | Hunger Games | 7
She woke with a start, coughing raggedly, still tasting smoke. Sector 13 was nothing but a distant memory now, there had been a raid, she remembered that much, she remembered a few of them getting out, she thought she'd gotten out before everything went dark, so she couldn't be sure if anyone had actually escaped or not. She hoped so.
She coughed again, turning her head to spit, tasting blood under the char on her tongue. She didn't have to question why she was still alive. She might not have been a rebel leader, but she was definitely their figurehead. Someone was going to want to make an example of her, or ransom her off, if there were any other survivors. Neither option sounded like a good one to her, but until she knew where she was and who was holding her, she'd have to bide her time.