“And that’s when the rest of the parachutes go off.”

“Far below, I can just make out Finnick, struggling to hang on as three mutts tear at him.”

“”He’s gone?” Finnick asks, looking down at Boggs. I nod.”

“And that’s when the rest of the parachutes go off.”

“Far below, I can just make out Finnick, struggling to hang on as three mutts tear at him.”

“”He’s gone?” Finnick asks, looking down at Boggs. I nod.”
