"Not enough." Sandy confessed. Her studies about the Capitol had only garnered her so much actual information...and who knew how much of it was censored.

And all of it was monitored.

"We're not playing the game. We're pieces of it. It's easy to say wait and watch when you've only died once. But you're gonna be alot more eager to see something change when you've been eaten, had your head ripped off, had a monster burst through your rib cage and watched every heroic decent good person who ever helped you die just as horribly."

Sandy's patience was worn thin just like her hope.