(ROWAN sits in a cold steel chair. Her hands are banded. DR. ELRIC stands across the table with a clipboard. Two GUARDS are behind him.) DR. ELRIC: (neutral, fake smile) Welcome, District 12. Your sacrifice has been… accepted ROWAN: (frowning, angry) Where’s my sister? DR. ELRIC: (tilts head) Safe. For now. That depends on you, of course. DR. ELRIC: (starts pacing) Let’s go over the rules, shall we? (explains rules) DR. ELRIC: Good luck, Miss Vale. You’re going to need it. (leaves)
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