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Liza walks through the forest in search of the boy she had left here as she went hunting. "Wesley?" she calls softly through the trees. "Wesley, where are you?" she asks, looking around. "Come on now, this isn't funny. Come out already." She sighs and sits down at the base of a tree and opens her pack from before. She picks up a small apple, the smallest of the bunch, and devours it, realizing how hungry she was. Once devoured, she throws the core into the roots of a tree, hoping that no one would find it and follow her. She leans against the tree and wraps her arms around her torso, starting to shiver from the cold. "Crap, Wes took the double sleeping bag with him," she mutters under her breathe. She sighs and curls herself closer together, hoping to keep herself warm. But she knew that hope was the one thing she'd run out of, especially after Sam left.

Thinking of him makes her shiver once more. She sighs and lets her head rest on her knees. "Save me..." she murmurs softly, knowing that no body but herself and Panem probably heard. She sighs once more and lets herself get a little bit of sleep, hee in the snow banks.