Your worst fears

[peeta_bread]

Who: Peeta Mellark and YOU!!
What: Nightmares
When: During the nightmare plot
Where: In Peeta's mind??
Rating: ...I'm going to say R, just in case.

TW: TORTURE

You're in a hallway, everything cement and metal, hard and cold. There are exposed pipes and harsh lighting. In fact, the only sound is the buzz of the lights.

There are three metal doors in front of you. Choose a door.

[Sections: Door on the left | Door in the middle | Door on the right Let me get the sections up please! Go for it!]

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Door in the middle

[peeta_bread]

[You walk in a white room- white walls, white floor, white ceiling, fluorescent lighting. Everything is blank and sterile. There’s glass on one wall that’s like a police interrogation room- you can’t see through it, but you’re sure people are on the other side, watching you. In the center of the room is a device, like a table but it’s upright so a person can be strapped upright. Near the device is a projector, currently turned off, and a table with needles, knives, and other instruments. Peeta’s strapped to the device, mumbling to himself.]

[valuedstrength]

[Steve feels sick. The colors are different, but the environment feels familiar. That's probably why he entered the dream with the same outfit he rescued Bucky in. It's the same situation only tweaked to fit the other boy who was like a brother to him. Steve is not pleased by this realization to say the least.]

Peeta! Oh God. [He's quick to go for those straps. He's expecting trouble coming from that window. Hell, he's welcoming it on some level. The shield and gun accompanied him into the dream. He wouldn't mind using either on whoever is playing a part in this.]

[peeta_bread]

[This is not the Peeta Steve knows. He's wild, crazed, skinny, with dark circles under his eyes. Peeta screams, thrashing around.] Leave me alone, leave me alone!

[valuedstrength]

[He wasn't expecting him to react like that despite his appearance. Be dazed and confused, yes, but not see him as the enemy. Steve stops and settles his hands on his shoulders.]

Peeta, stop. I'm here to help you. You have to let me.

[peeta_bread]

[He gazes at Steve, trying to place him.] They're watching. Needles under the skin, burning and burning and burning...

[valuedstrength]

[Steve shakes his head. There's anger to replace the sick feeling in his gut and it leaks into his voice.] Not while I'm around.

[He sucks in an unsteady breath to calm himself.] I'm going to get you out, Peeta. You're gonna be safe. Just calm down and don't fight me.

[peeta_bread]

I killed them. I killed them all. It's my fault.

[But he doesn't thrash around, seeming to trust Steve.

[valuedstrength]

[He's taking the opportunity to remove the remaining straps. The sooner he gets Peeta out of here, the better. Steve is somber at Peeta's remarks. He remembers that conversation when Jorge locked him away all too well.]

You told me that before. I don't think it's true.

[peeta_bread]

They told me. They're gonna be mad. Strap me down, cut me open.

[And as Steve is undoing those straps, they'll be serenaded by the horrible sounds of screaming next door.]

Again and again and again.

[valuedstrength]

[Steve does everything in his power not to flinch at that scream. He's going to keep it together and save whoever is in the next room. He got four hundred men out alive from that base. Two people will be nothing. Steve will keep telling himself that until he's safely out the door with them.]

No. [Once those straps are undone he'll try to half carry, half drag Peeta out of the room. What to do after that Steve will make up as he goes along.]

On your feet, Peeta. We're leaving.

[peeta_bread]

[Peeta's pretty weak. He relies on Steve heavily. The door opens and a man in a white uniform and a mask on walks in, looking startled.]

Drop him and come with me.

[Peeta tries to back away and, judging by the horrified look on his face, this is one of the people that has been torturing him.]

[valuedstrength]

[Steve looks straight at the man, back to Peeta, before returning his gaze back to the masked man.]

Yeah, sure. [For a second it seems he is going to comply. He lets Peeta back up, but it's all show. Steve takes advantage of his amplified speed and strength to move forward and punch the man hard enough in the head to knock him out cold.]

[peeta_bread]

[The man falls over, knocked out cold. Peeta lets out a scream, confused by the violence. He knocks over the table with the knives and needles in his fit.

The door is still open, leading out to an empty hallway that looks similar to the one he was originally in.]

[valuedstrength]

[Steve goes to retrieve him as gently as he can.] It's okay, Peeta. I would never hurt you. I just couldn't let that man do anything else to you. It's okay.

[not_mafia]

[The room that Tsuna comes into immediately makes him uneasy. He'd never seen someone get experimented on firsthand, but he's heard the stories, and they make his stomach churn.

But nothing quite twists it into a knot like seeing Peeta strapped to the table.]

Peeta!

[Tsuna immediately rushes over.]

[peeta_bread]

[Peeta's eyes widen as Tsuna rushes over. His voice rises in pitch.]

Not again! Not the pricking, not the burning.

[He thrashes around a little desperately.]

[not_mafia]

Peeta! Peeta, calm down!

[He wants to undo the straps, but he can't until Peeta stops moving.

But why did he react to Tsuna like that...?]

Peeta, it's alright, it's me!

[squirrelhunter]

[And have one non-sterile redneck wandering in, looking around, mouth open slightly.]

Th'fuck is this place?

Re: Door in the middle

[the_effect_she_has]

[Katniss walks into the room, her jaw tight as she looks around. She knows this room. She knows what it's for. And suddenly she knows what was done here ...]

[She moves to Peeta - but remembering herself and remembering What Was Done Here, she keeps her distance.] Peeta. Talk to me. What do you see?

[If she's right .... oh god, let her be wrong.]