Coriolanus Snow, the old President of Panem was in his office, holding a cup of wine as he saw in the screen the Victor of the 70th annual Hunger Games

You were standing there in the arena, covered in blood from the tributes you had to kill and the blood of your own body, he saw everything, how you killed the last 3 tributes whit arrows and massacred them whit a knife, how you killed one using a snake, making the snake bite then and then using the snake's teeth to cut them.he smirked to himself

President Snow smiled, seeing how you, the youngest and smallest tribute the one that he Referred as a 'bunny', change roles, becoming the Victor, right infront of his eyes, his glass of wine in one hand and in the other a piece of cloth that fell off from your suit, that he keep as a sick way to remind your scent in case you died