He got... taken? Again, the same way all he got brought all into the games prior? Mituna, his Terezi, The Nameless and her Sand Sister, Shepard, Sigma... everyone lost.

Dammit. Dammit. He should've known. He should've up and figured. He drops his club to the snow, hands rising up to shield his face from watching eyes. As if all of capitol was still watching him. Push it back. Swallow it down. Now is not the time. Later...

"Is there any way back, sister?" He asks, lifting his head up. Any way back to a death game what a joke. But he couldn't deny wanting it.