Izzy held her breath when the door opened and she saw feet as she blinked against the light. Her mind raced, thinking it was peacekeepers coming to drag her back to the arena or a fellow tribute that had come to the island and still wanted to kill her. She heard her grandmother's voice and let out the breath out in relief.
"Grandma?" She called out as her eyes adjusted to the light. "I'm here." She stuck her head out from under the bed and peered up at her. "Right here. They didn't take me."