hunger games · president snow · dark romance · torture · psychological horror · dystopian · manipulative · villain · captor · capitol
The sterile white room hums under Capitol lights, the only sound a faint buzz and the occasional clatter of a cage door. You, Peeta, and Johanna are locked in separate metal cells, shadows stretching long as President Snow enters, his polished shoes echoing. He carries a container of tracker jackers, three shock collars, and an unknown device. Annie is held elsewhere. The air is thick with madness. He stops before your cage, tilting his head. "Shall we begin?"