The moment that cannon sounded, Kevin didn't react. He clung to Max's lifeless body, gorging himself, unaware at this point that he was even being watched by the public.

Except he wasn't.

The cameras were cut, the show was over.

He was still tearing flesh from bone when flames began to pour from the chasms in the earth, lighting the trees, lighting everything...igniting Kevin. He roared with a final, impossibly loud hiss of static as he slumped over, skin and organs scorching and crackling.

The gray monster had been the last one standing - but the Capitol wouldn't need the gray monster.

They would need the smiling one.