I only to wish to alarm some of you a little. I volunteered to die instead of Sylar, believing him to be a threat to the decision makers if I did not. Can anyone tell me if he was chosen to die?

[Emmy makes her way back up to the sixth floor, swimming in Mitchell's shirt, hair matted and knotted, greasy with gasoline, and pushes open the bedroom door. She locks eyes with Josie and for a minute, she just stands in the doorway, looking back at her. And then, all at once, her chin starts to quiver and Emmy starts to cry for what feels like the millionth time this week.]

[ooc: added a few minutes later]

[finnick and katniss's other friend whose name i cant remember]
sylar threatened me and katniss and her sister and katniss said for us to send the message to you just in case even if she got out alive and we thought she could do it herself and i know it says hes dead on the wall but maybe he isnt or maybe he'll come back but keep her little sister safe because hes mad that katniss and i killed him and hes coming after us all and he said her sister and so im giving you the message like i promised her.

What the fuck is going on with these walls? Ben isn't dead, he got sent home. Are they just screwing with us now?

[Katniss walks to the center of the room and speaks as clearly and steadily as she can]

Sylar threatened my sister to try to force my hand. He's dead now. I'm asking all of you, if you make it back, send a message to Peeta Mellark and Finnick Odair telling them what happened. Do it fast, right when you get back, before you do anything else, even if you think I made it back too. He'll never know. It won't put you at risk and he...I don't think anyone here likes him.

[She finds an empty spot against the wall and sits down, glaring down at the ground]

[OOC: Yeahhhh, she's talking to a crab she found walking on the beach and, yes, she's following it so it doesn't go out of ear shot lol]

I wonder if that sky is the same sky as the sky I know. Maybe when the stars come out if I can find the Big Dipper, then I know I'm under the same stars as people. back. home. and then this place isn't so bad. [Giggles] Maybe a little bad, Sebastian Mr. Krabs, it's a little bad, let's be honest, I mean...Iraq. I-fucking-raq. I've been to Iraq. How many American sixteen-year-old girls can say that? Me. I can say that. You can't say that Mr. Krabs, but I fucking can and I'm worth my weight in gold [snorts and laughs a little]. Yeah, me and my virginal self, you believe that shit? True story. Apparently.