{"id":214,"date":"2011-02-24T07:00:49","date_gmt":"2011-02-24T15:00:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/markreads.net\/reviews\/?p=214"},"modified":"2011-02-23T15:37:50","modified_gmt":"2011-02-23T23:37:50","slug":"mark-reads-mockingjay-chapter-20","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/markreads.net\/reviews\/2011\/02\/mark-reads-mockingjay-chapter-20\/","title":{"rendered":"Mark Reads &#8216;Mockingjay&#8217;: Chapter 20"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In the twentieth chapter of <em>Mockingjay<\/em>, HOLY GOD NOTHING IS SAFE ANYMORE. Intrigued? Then it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s time for Mark to read <em>Mockingjay<\/em>.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p><!--more-->It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s as if in an instant, a painted window shatters, revealing the ugly world behind it. Laughter changes to screams, blood stains pastel stones, real smoke darkens the special effect stuff made for television.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>OH MY GOD <em>WHAT THE FUCK JUST HAPPENED <\/em>OH MY GOD THERE IS NO WAY TO WRITE YOURSELF OUT OF THIS.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I reach Boggs first, try to make sense of the torn flesh, missing limbs, to find something to stem the red flow from his body. Homes pushes me aside, wrenching open a first-aid kit. Boggs clutches my wrist. But his next words are an order. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153The Holo.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>OH MY GOD BOGGS. YOU ARE PRETTY MUCH DEAD <em>MY CREYS THIS IS SO INTENSE WHAT THE FUCK<\/em><\/p>\n<blockquote><p>The Holo. I scramble around, digging through chunks of tile slick with blood, shuddering when I encounter bits of warm flesh. Find it rammed into a stairwell with one of Boggs\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s boots.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>YEAH, SO CAN WE PLEASE GO \u00c2\u00a0BACK TO THIS BEING A REALLY BORING WAR FULL OF SILLY SCENES OF THEM FILMING PROPOS. <em>WHAT THE FUCK<\/em>.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Homes has the stump of Boggs\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s left thigh cupped by some sort of compression bandage, but it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s already soaked through. He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s trying to tourniquet the other above the existing knee.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY. WE CAN NEVER HAVE NICE THINGS AGAIN.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>But Boggs has both hands working the Holo. He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s typing in a command, pressing his thumb to the screen for print recognition, speaking a string of letters and numbers in response to a prompt. A green shaft of light bursts out of the Holo and illuminates his face. He says, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Unfit for command. Transfer of prime security clearance to Squad Four-Five-One Soldier Katniss Everdeen.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>WHAT THE HOLY FLYING FUCK <em>WHY THE FUCK IS HE TRANSFERRING AUTHORITY TO KATNISS<\/em> I SERIOUSLY CANNOT HANDLE THIS MY BRAIN IS GOING TO EXPLODE.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Finnick\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s yelling something back, gesturing to the end of the block where we entered. Black, oily matter spouts like a geyser from the street, billowing between the buildings, creating an impenetrable wall of darkness. It seems to be neither liquid or gas, mechanical or natural. Surely it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s lethal. There\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s no heading back the way we came.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I SERIOUSLY CANNOT FUCKING BELIEVE THIS. WHAT IS THIS SHIT.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know what they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re doing until another bomb, ten yards away, detonates, opening a hole in the street. Then I realize this is a rudimentary attempt at minesweeping. Homes and I latch on to Boggs and begin to drag him after Gale. Agony takes over and he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s crying out in pain and I want to stop, to find a better way, but the blackness is rising above the buildings, swelling, rolling at us like a wave.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>THIS MIGHT POSSIBLY BE ONE OF THE MOST HORRIFYING THINGS I HAVE EVER READ. LITERALLY FILLED WITH TERROR AND SADNESS OH MY GOD BOGGS THIS IS SO FUCKING AWFUL.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m yanked backward, lose my grip on Boggs, slam into the stones. Peeta looks down at me, gone, mad, flashing back into the land of the hijacked, his gun raised over me, descending to crush my skull.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>WHYYYYYYYYYY WHYYYYYYYYYY WHYYYYYYYYYYY MY BRAIN CANNOT PROCESS SO MUCH STUFF ALL AT THE SAME TIME<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>I roll, hear the butt slam into the street, catch the tumble of bodies out of the corner of my eye as Mitchell tackles Peeta and pins him to the ground. But Peeta, always so powerful and now fueled by tracker jacker insanity, gets his feet under Mitchell\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s belly and launches him further down the block.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>WHAT IS EVEN HAPPENING. PEETA. WHAT WHAT WHAT ARE YOU DOING<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>There\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a loud snap of a trap as the pod triggers. Four cables, attached to tracks on the buildings, break through the stones, dragging up the net that encases Mitchell. It makes no sense\u00e2\u20ac\u201dhow instantly bloodied he is\u00e2\u20ac\u201duntil we see the barbs sticking from the wire that encases him. I know it immediately. It decorated the top of the fence around 12. As I call to him not to move, I gag on the smell of the blackness, thick, tarlike. The wave has crested and begun to fall.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>THIS IS FUCKING UNBELIEVABLE. A NET MADE OF BARBED WIRE. PEETA JUST KILLED MITCHELL. THIS WAVE OF BLACKNESS IS GOING TO COME CRASHING DOWN. THIS IS THE MOST INTENSE CHAPTER OF ALL CHAPTERS EVER TO BE CHAPTERED EVER.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Gale and Leeg 1 shoot through the front door lock of the corner building, then begin to fire at the cables holding Mitchell\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s net. Others are restraining Peeta now. I lunge back to Boggs, and Homes and I drag him inside the apartment, through someone\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s pink and white velvet living room, down a hallway hung with family photos, onto the marble floor of a kitchen, where we collapse. Castor and Pollux carry in a writhing Peeta between them. Somehow Jackson gets cuffs on him, but it only makes him wilder and they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re forced to lock him in a closet.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>WHAT THE HOLY HELL, I CAN\u00e2\u20ac\u2122T BREATHE ANYMORE. OK, SO, IF I MAY, I THINK THE IMAGE OF THEM DRAGGING A BLOODY BOGGS THROUGHT SUCH A \u00e2\u20ac\u0153PRETTY\u00e2\u20ac\u009d APARTMENT IS KIND OF AMAZING AND WILL LOOK FANTASTIC IN THE MOVIE BUT SERIOUSLY, HOW CAN ANY OF THIS BE PG-13, THIS IS SERIOUSLY SOME SCARY SHIT.<\/p>\n<p>ALSO LOL PEETA\u00e2\u20ac\u2122S IN THE CLOSET LOL<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Boggs forces the Holo into my hand. His lips are moving, but I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t make out what he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s saying. I lean my ear down to his mouth to catch his harsh whisper. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t trust them. Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t go back. Kill Peeta. Do what you came to do.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>I draw back so I can see his face. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153What? Boggs? Boggs?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d His eyes are still open, but dead. Pressed in my hand, glued to it by his blood, is the Holo.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><em>WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT MEAN. WHY. WHY. WHY SHOULDN\u00e2\u20ac\u2122T SHE TRUST ANYONE. WHY SHOULD SHE KILL PEETA. WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON<\/em><\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Peeta\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s fee slamming into the closet door break up the ragged breathing of the others. But even as we listen, his energy seems to ebb. The kicks diminish to irregular drumming. Then nothing. I wonder if he, too, is dead.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>JESUS THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NOTHING GOOD THAT CAN COME FROM ALL OF THIS. THIS IS THE WORST OF ALL THINGS. WHAT. THE. HELL.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Our radio communicators went dead almost immediately. Probably an electromagnetic pulse device. But I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll get us back to camp. Give me the Holo.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Jackson reaches for the unit, but I clutch it to my chest.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No. Boggs gave it to me,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d I say.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be ridiculous,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d she snaps. Of course, she thinks it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hers. She\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s second in command.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s true,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d says Homes. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153He transferred the prime security clearance to her while he was dying. I saw it.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Why would he do that?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d demands Jackson.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I DON\u00e2\u20ac\u2122T FUCKING KNOW!!! I MEAN, CLEARLY HE IS AWARE THAT KATNISS IS GOING TO SNEAK AWAY TO KILL SNOW, BUT <em>WHY ON EARTH DOES HE WANT HER TO KILL PEETA? WHAT DOES HE KNOW THAT WE DON\u00e2\u20ac\u2122T??? <strong>A;DFIJSJKAS;DFJ 29087_*&amp; &amp;*(^(%TOGJK ;AKSLDFJHA;AFKL<\/strong><\/em><\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Because I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m on a special mission for President Coin. I think Boggs was the only one who knew about it.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>This in now way convinces Jackson. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153To do what?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>Why not tell them the truth? It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s as plausible as anything I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll come up with. But it must seem like a real mission, not revenge. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153To assassinate President Snow before the loss of life from this war makes our population unsustainable.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>I LOVE YOU FOREVER, KATNISS. YOU ARE MY FAVORITE BADASS.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t believe you,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d says Jackson. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153As your current commander, I order you to transfer the prime security clearance over to me.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153No,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d I say. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153That would be in direct violation of President Coin\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s orders.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>Guns are pointed. Half the squad at Jackson, half at me. Someone\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s about to die, when Cressidea speaks up. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s true. That\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s why we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re here. Plutarch wants it televised. He thinks if we can film the Mockingjay assassinating Snow, it will end the war.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>HOLY GOD, CRESSIDA, NOW I LOVE YOU, TOO. AMAZING. THAT IS AMAZING. SHE STOOD UP FOR KATNISS!!!!<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>This gives Jackson pause. Then she gestures with her gun toward the closet. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153And why is he here?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>OH. OH SHIT. <em>OH SHIT<\/em> THAT\u00e2\u20ac\u2122S RIGHT, HE MAKES NO SENSE. ;LKASDJF;ALKSDFH;AHDF;KLAHJS<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Cressida comes to my aid again. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Because the two post-Games interviews with Caesar Flickerman were shot in President Snow\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s personal quarters. Plutarch thinks Peeta may be of some use as a guide in a location we have little knowledge of.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>CRESSIDA, YOU ARE THE BEST. QUICK-THINKING AND COURAGEOUS. ILU 4EVA <em>BUT WAIT WHY ARE YOU TAKING KATNISS\u00e2\u20ac\u2122S SIDE <\/em>I SHALL SIDE EYE YOU JUST IN CASE.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Homes unlockes the closet and heaves an unconscious Peeta over his shoulder. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Ready.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Boggs?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d says Leeg 1.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153We can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t take him. He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d understand,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d says Finnick.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>DON\u00e2\u20ac\u2122T CRY, MARK. <em>DON\u00e2\u20ac\u2122T FUCKING CRY<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>Ok, so, the first moment in the entire chapter where I didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t feel like forty thousand things were all happening at the exact same moment. JESUS, GUYS. This chapter is so intense it hurts to read <em>even a second time<\/em>.<\/p>\n<p>When I say that I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know how this is going to be resolved, I mean it. I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t even have an inkling of an idea. Katniss is so far in the whole of awful and complicated that I literally cannot conceive of a single method for her to get to Snow and kill him, LET ALONE DEAL WITH GALE AND PEETA. What the fuck, Collins.<\/p>\n<p>Katniss gets her bearings at this point and comes up with an idea for an escape: to leave the same way they came in, tracing back over the path of the black wave. Obviously, people object to this, and understandably so. The goo was clearly toxic, but Gale scrapes off some of the black stuff from his boots. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not corrosive and was probably intended to either smother or poison them, so it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s probably safe. Castor translates Pollux, who states that the cameras are also probably disabled, too.<\/p>\n<p>And so Katniss leads her troops out of the apartment, onto the thick batch of good covering the ground. I really liked this part:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153If anyone needs to go back, for whatever reason, now is the time,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d I say. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153No questions asked, no hard feelings.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Despite that no one takes up the offer, I still think it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a fantastic moment for her; she understand that her taking the lead might be jarring or ridiculous, so she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s giving the troops a choice. Has anyone else in the rebellion done such a thing? I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t think so, and it demonstrates a sense of respect that I appreciate.<\/p>\n<p>The streets of this part of the Capitol are covered with this weird, gel-like black stuff, which seems to have triggered other pods as well. They come upon a pile of tracker jackers, which are thankfully dead. In fact, it seems that any of the pods in the path of this gunk are now gone or disabled. As the goo begins to thin out, Katniss directs the group into an apartment\u00c2\u00a0 off to the side so they can regroup and figure out their next plan of attack.<\/p>\n<p>Katniss is confused and so am I. I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know how to solve this. I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know what she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s supposed to do with all these people, or with Peeta, or how she\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s supposed to get into the Capitol and then kill Snow and then hope it solves things? THIS IS SO COMPLICATED.<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Just as the complexity of the mess I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve dragged everybody into begins to overload my brain, a distant chain of explosions sends a tremor through the room.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t close,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Jackson assures us. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153A good four or five blocks away.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Where we left Boggs,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d says Leeg 1.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Ugh, the Capitol is bombing where they <em>think<\/em> they are. And just at that moment, the TV flickers to life, a Capitol broadcast filling up the screen, to confirm that very thought. I can\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t imagine how strange this is, but the remaining troops watch <em>themselves<\/em> act out what they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d just experienced moments ago. Even stranger? The reporter names out Gale, Finnick, Boggs, Peeta, Cressida, and Katniss:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Now we cut to a live feed. A reporter stands on a roof with the Peacekeepers. Behind her, the apartment block burns. Firefighters try to control the blaze with water hoses. We are pronounced dead.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>There\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s a silver lining to this, obviously, since they now have the chance to move closer to the center of the Capitol without being detected, but I have to say\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6jesus, to watch someone say you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re dead on national television? That is so fucking weird. Right? Right?<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>We watch as they play the footage over and over. Revel in their victory, especially over me. Break away to do a montage of the Mockingjay\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s rise to rebel power\u00e2\u20ac\u201dI think they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve had this part prepared for a while, because it seems pretty polished\u00e2\u20ac\u201dand then go live so a couple of reporters can discuss my well-deserved violent end. Later, they promise, Snow will make an official statement. The screen fades back to a glow.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p>Seriously, one of the most bizarre things a person can witness. Is this going to make a difference to the rebellion? Didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t Coin want Katniss killed anyway, so she could become a martyr?<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153So, now that we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re dead, what\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s our next move?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d asks Gale.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Isn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t it obvious?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d No one even knew Peeta had regained consciousness. I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know how long he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s been watching, but by the look of misery on his face, long enough to see what happened on the street. How he went mad, tried to bash my head in, and hurled Mitchell into the pod. He painfully pushes himself up to a sitting position and directs his words to Gale.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Our next move\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6is to kill me.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><em>HOLY CLIFFHANGER, <strong>WHAT THE HELL<\/strong><\/em>. OH GOD NO. NO. NO, DO NOT DO IT.<\/p>\n<p>This chapter, y\u00e2\u20ac\u2122all. <em>THIS CHAPTER<\/em>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In the twentieth chapter of Mockingjay, HOLY GOD NOTHING IS SAFE ANYMORE. Intrigued? 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