District 13
Olesya woke up screaming herself hoarse, and sweating buckets of sweat. She used to enjoy sleeping, now it was just a chore. Something she only did when absolutely necessary or forced by some doctor. As if they really had any idea of how to help her. She survived, and managed her own mind for years with only having to see a bloody doctor once a year, if that. 13â˛s doctors had her under constant surveillance and it was driving her mad. Breathing deeply trying to calm her mind from the horrific images of her nightmare, she swung her feet off the bed and onto the floor. The cold of the floor seeped into the soles of her feet, and sent a much needed shock to her mind. Quickly and quietly, she left her room. The cold bareness of it wasnât helping her reel her mind in. Maybe sheâd find Finnick to talk to, or perhaps⌠She stopped at an open door.  âJohanna!â She exclaimed quietly not wanting to wake up the staff. âWhen did you get here?â She asked before muttering âOf course they wouldnât tell  me of any plans. Donât upset the crazy mental lady.â















