My verdict is Guilty (Jack)

I slam the cell door closed behind us as I lead this animal away for the surgery. I laugh the entire way as I drag him behind me trying to make sure he's keeping up. I don't want him falling behind, and I don't want to lose him because this is one of the best days of my life. I'm amazed by it because everything is working out just as it should. He's a criminal and he deserves his punishment. The smile grows on my face from ear to ear spreading across my face as the thought of making him in pain brightens my day. It's going to make it worth leaving my hot cup of tea in my office because I can always return to it. I want him to suffer, and I will make sure he never trespasses in the Capitol woods again. I'll plant it in his mind that trespassing is against the rules. I keep jerking the shackles around his wrists leading him through the hall.

I reach the room where the surgery is going to take place and I shove him in as hard as I possibly can. "You want to sign papers? Well here sign them!" The surgeon drops the papers down in front of them slamming a pen against the table. The smile grows as large as it can possibly grow. The animal committed the crime and now he's going to pay. He's going to pay for his crimes he's committed in the past. He'll never be the same. I take the pen away from him and order him on the table. I look over at the surgeon and nod my head. This animal will be awake feeling the pain of the entire surgery. He'll be able to hear as the saw slices through his bone. He'll feel the pain. He won't be able to escape from it. When he's on the table I shackle him to it so he can't fight. I make sure he's unable to move. I want to hear him scream as it happens. I want to watch. I won't move away.

I walk to the door motioning for the surgeon to proceed. I can feel my heart racing as I clinch my hands into fist from excitement. The small punches I blew on him earlier will be nothing compared to this. The welts the grew on his face will be nothing, and I get to watch it all. I get to make sure he's punished. I get the honor of being around watching it happen. I just need my tea. I watch as the surgeon walks over to his table of supplies as he runs his hands over top of them trying to figure out which one to use. I want him to use the one that will cause the most pain. I lean forward on my toes waiting like a child standing in a candy store waiting to get the bag of candy. I watch as the surgeon picks up a large scalpel walking back over to where the animal is laying. This pig is getting what he deserves. He's getting everything he deserves since he violated the laws that the Capitol set out. Jack Lexington." I begin, "You are about to be punished for your crimes. It's time." I nod at the surgeon as he gets to work with his scalpel. I laugh as his screams fill the air.

I watch intently as the surgeon works. Hearing him scream is music to my ears. I love hearing the animals scream as they are punished. It means the job is done well. It means the animal will quickly learn to never break the law again because the next punishment will only be worse. I laugh as he begs for it not to happen. He pleads about his family. I never had a family of my own, so I'll never understand. I don't want to understand because I'm having too much fun. I start laughing louder. The surgeon motions for me to come over. I sigh and head to him. "It will be easier to cut through the muscle first. Turn him." I unshackle the animal as quickly as I can turning him over with huge force as the smile continues growing on my face. My entire face is lit up with excitement. I quickly shackle him back to the bed making it impossible to move. I step back over by the door as quickly as I can to guard anyone from entering. I look back up at the surgeon and motion for Jim to carry on.

A knock on the door startles me. I lower my head to the ground. I look at the surgeon. "Carry on. I'll be back its official business." I turn out the door and shut it behind me listening to the screams continue through the room. A peacekeeper stands in front of me holding something in his hands. I cock my head sideways as I stare at him. "What the heck are those?" I ask quietly. He looks at me with a smile on his face. "I have orders to let him go because if we follow him closely he'll lead us right to the man that runs this cattle business. Jack is our only way to find him. Peacekeepers have been dispatched in large force around district ten. He won't get away." I sigh and look at him. I turn away and hang my head. The moment I've been waiting for is ruined. I wanted to watch him lose his leg, but I guess it won't be happening completely. "Okay, I'll tell the surgeon before his leg I'd completely gone." I walk away and turn back into the room slamming the door behind me.

The surgeon jumps and states at me. "We have to let him go other plans have been made. Other plans that must be carried out, and he is needed to be able to walk for it." I look over at Jack. Blood gushing from his wounds. I walk over to him looking how deep the scalpel has dug in. I can see the bone that's been exposed. "At least he got punished. It'll take forever for that leg to heal. He'll be lucky if he can walk at all after this. Bandage him up so he doesn't bleed out because he's still needed." I let the surgeon finish bandaging him. I walk over and unshackle him as anger floods my eyes. "Get the hell out of here kid. Don't break the law again because next time, you'll be Avoxed. There'll be no if's and's or but's. Do you understand? Now get out! Get lost! And remember the Capitol is always watching for you to mess up. I throw the shackles on the ground before storming out of the room. I slam the door behind me as I'm pissed he didn't lose his leg.