I know this chapter is short, but I will update with Chapter 6 soon!

I'm walking through the Seam. The sun has just come out and the miners are headed to work. I walk along the dusty road until I see Prim a few yards ahead. I call out to her and she looks up.

"Come here, little duck," I say.

She smiles at me and starts walking over. Suddenly the earth begins to shake and the road between us splits down the middle, a large hole ripping through the ground. I scream for Prim to stop, but she continues walking toward me, the smile still on her face. There's no way I can reach her. The pit before me stretches left and right as far as I can see. Her feet are almost at the edge of the gap.

"Prim!" My shrieks cut through my throat and I feel like my lungs will burst with the effort. "Stop!"

Just before she steps off the edge, she gives me a curious look. "But Katniss, there's roses down there. Won't you come with me?"

And then she's tumbling into oblivion, a smile still on her face.

I wake up in a tangle of sheets; my hair is plastered to my forehead with sweat. I scream a long scream into my pillow then sit up shakily and put my head between my legs. My name is Katniss Everdeen. I am seventeen years old. Prim did not fall into a pit. There was no pit. It was just a dream.

The sun is coming up when I go downstairs. Buttercup is watching me from the couch in the living room. He doesn't hiss at me anymore, but I can't be sure he likes me either. I braid my hair quickly and then go outside. The walls of the house can be suffocating at times and the fresh air is a release. I decide to check on the progress of the bakery, and though it's only been a day since I last saw it, the change is remarkable. Three of the four brick walls are finished and the beginnings of a roof are visible.

"Katniss!"

I turn to find Geevee loping towards me. Peeta is a few steps behind her. "Hi, Geevee," I call as she bounds down the road.

"Katniss, guess what?" she shouts, barreling into me.

"What?" I ask, steadying myself as she clings to my leg. Her yellow-haired head barely reaches my waist.

"You're going on a trip!"

"What?" I ask again, looking to Peeta for clarification.

"Dr. Aurelius wants us to come back for a check-up of sorts."

I frown. "I thought he was treating us over the phone."

"Well, yeah. But it's easy to tell him you're doing fine. He needs to see it, too."

I shake my head. "Where are we going then?"

"To the capitol."