CASSANDRA
“Finnick!” I cried .
“Mommy!” Finnick shouted back through tears. “Mommy, help me!”
I shined the flashlight over the rocks and coordinated a small path. I could get a better look at the situation if I shifted a little around them.
“Hold on, baby,” I pleaded. “Mommy is going to help. Just keep breathing.”
“Okay,” Finnick whimpered, and the sound tugged at my heartstrings.
I followed the beams of light and made my way down over the rocks. It was a little difficult to navigate, but I had to save my son.
When I reached the bottom, I shined the flashlight around me to get my bearings, and when I did, I realized we were at the entrance of a small cave. Somehow, Finnick had managed to stamp on it and get caught in between rocks.
“Keep breathing, Finnick,” I urged him as he wiggl
