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here? The whole time probably。 Still and unobserved as the action unfolded beneath her。 Perhaps she headed up her tree shortly before I did; hearing the pack was so close。
For a while we hold each otherˇs gaze。 Then; without even rustling a leaf; her little hand slides into the open and points to something above my head。
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My eyes follow the line of her finger up into the foliage above me。 At first; I have no idea what sheˇs pointing to; but then; about fifteen feet up; I make out the vague shape in the dimming light。 But of 。 。 。 of what? Some sort of animal? It looks about the size of a raccoon; but it hangs from the bottom of a branch; swaying ever so slightly。 Thereˇs something else。 Among the familiar evening sounds of the woods; my ears register a low hum。 Then I know。 Itˇs a wasp nest。
Fear shoots through me; but I have enough sense to keep still。 After all; I donˇt know what kind of wasp lives there。 It could be the ordinary leave…us…alone…and…weˇll…leave…youalone type。 But these are the Hunger Games; and ordinary isnˇt the norm。 More likely they will be one of the Capitolˇs muttations; tracker jackers。 Like the jabberjays; these killer wasps were spawned in a lab and strategically placed; like land mines; around the districts during the war。 Larger than regular wasps; they have a distinctive solid gold body and a sting that raises a lump the size of a plum on contact。 Most people canˇt tolerate more than a few stings。 Some die at once。 If you live; the hallucinations brought on by the venom have actually driven people to madness。 And thereˇs another thing; these wasps will hunt down anyone who disturbs their nest and at184 tempt to kill them。 Thatˇs where the tracker part of the name es from。
After the war; the Capitol destr