THG-Finnick And Annie Chapter 10 We enter a glistening white building, with a huge foyer decorated with plush seats, glass tables filled with expensive ornaments and a lift in the far side wall. Nanclee looks excited, finally getting to show us her #life. Waiting for us to stare open mouthed at everything we see. Hmm. I'm not going to give her that pleasure. I secure a mask of a blank expression on my face and won't let it slip until bed time. She leads us over to the lift which opens immediately- Mags is there waiting for us. Inside the lift is painted to look like the sky , pastel blue ceiling and walls daubed with soft white paint-clouds. I keep my expression bored. "Come on, come in ! Youre going to love this, I know you are!" we follow Nanclee and Mags out into our apartment and I take a sharp intake of breath. I can see what she means. It's amazing. Soft plush leather couches crowd around a smooth glass table infront of a marble wall. Curved blue seats decorated with embroidered cushions are around a rough, unfinished yet magnificently painted table, that seems to be revolving on its own. A lowered area off to the right prides woollen carpets, sheepskin rugs-and two young women, dressed in red with sunken, sallow and pale faces. Why are they here? Who are they? What would th- "Now, because it's so late I want you to both go find you rooms and order food there instead. We have a big, big day tommorow ! " screeches Nanclee. I step down the marble stairs and turn right , my feet sinking into the soft carpet. I nod to the woman gesturing toward my room, but she doesn't do anything. Stares at the floor, like it's her job.