I slump to the ground again. I look up expecting to see the white ceiling but instead I see a gun barrel right above me. Its over, its done, I think to myself, anticipating the final blow. I hear a gun shot but I don't feel any pain, instead a body falls to the ground next to me.- They have saved the Chicago experiment, but the battles not nearly over.

How am I supposed to act in fear when my courage falters? How can people not doubt me when all I know is doubt? How can I choose right or wrong when I cant tell the difference? This is the story of a girl named Katri, simply a normal girl from the Capitol, but when she starts to doubt all she has ever known, what will happen?