[Let's be honest here - even the residents of Thirteen are probably turned around a lot in the catwalk corridors and steam tunnels of the underground missile silos. Everything operates on a need-to-know basis, including the geography it seems.
Peeta is, rather helplessly, lost.
He's having a lucid moment at the time. He's mostly sure Katniss isn't actually a Mutt even if he still doesn't understand what apparently had him so devoted to her. Afraid to find out if we're being honest. He's lost so much of himself, what if he loses what parts of him he's recovered? His own skin doesn't even feel like it belongs to him, the selective photothermolysis used to keep any trace of a beard from growing out in the arena has yet to wear off. He doesn't know if it ever will or if the Capitol was simply planning on manually giving him stubble or a beard later on should they decide it would be aesthetically pleasing for him and his 'character'.
Probably for the best. They wouldn't let him shave like he is. They still have him restrained most of the time.
Because being handcuffed and lost is really the icing on the cake. His hands are in front of him so it could be worse. He's pretty sure they're going to drug him when they find him though. Maybe he deserves it. He carefully makes his way through the backway tunnel as quietly as possible and tries to remember how he got down there. He can't. Maybe he attacked a security person? There's blood on his knuckles but it looks like his own.
Peeta could die down here, alone, in the dim lights. Just sit down and not try to find anyone. It would be simple. Peaceful even. He stops where he is.
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Peeta is, rather helplessly, lost.
He's having a lucid moment at the time. He's mostly sure Katniss isn't actually a Mutt even if he still doesn't understand what apparently had him so devoted to her. Afraid to find out if we're being honest. He's lost so much of himself, what if he loses what parts of him he's recovered? His own skin doesn't even feel like it belongs to him, the selective photothermolysis used to keep any trace of a beard from growing out in the arena has yet to wear off. He doesn't know if it ever will or if the Capitol was simply planning on manually giving him stubble or a beard later on should they decide it would be aesthetically pleasing for him and his 'character'.
Probably for the best. They wouldn't let him shave like he is. They still have him restrained most of the time.
Because being handcuffed and lost is really the icing on the cake. His hands are in front of him so it could be worse. He's pretty sure they're going to drug him when they find him though. Maybe he deserves it. He carefully makes his way through the backway tunnel as quietly as possible and tries to remember how he got down there. He can't. Maybe he attacked a security person? There's blood on his knuckles but it looks like his own.
Peeta could die down here, alone, in the dim lights. Just sit down and not try to find anyone. It would be simple. Peaceful even. He stops where he is.
He calls out instead.]
... Hello? Is anyone else down here?