Snow crunches underfoot, and Peeta frowns down at it in confusion. Where is he? He tries to think back, to recall how he got to these snowy woods, but the last he remembers, he was in New York.

Cautiously, he takes a few steps forward, listening intently. Almost as soon as he does so, he hears a voice. What's more, it's a familiar voice, and he walks toward it with less care. Less than a minute later, he's staring at a horse - and a very familiar back.

"Daine!"