This place didn't make any sense anymore. Not that Peeta had thought it made a lot of sense initially, but he was growing more confused by the minute. Were his memories really that far gone? He was supposed to be better. They had returned to District 12 after beating the Capitol, that wasn't something Peeta could fabricate.....or was it? There was very little he understood about what had been done to him, and as far as he knew, the tracker venom had made him hallucinate a whole different outcome. Maybe he'd never reunited with Katniss at all. Maybe this place was his prison.
Hearing a knock at his door, Peeta looked up, broken out of his thoughts as he wondered who it could be. Even the most normal things seemed questionable now, and he approached the door cautiously; as if afraid something would burst inside without warning. Finally opening it, his eyes widened when he spied Katniss on the other side.