You sat high above the train station, on the wooden beams supporting the roof. Your wings were out and open in the dark shadows, knowing no-one would see you. I mean, who in their right mind would look up when they were on a train station? Especially if they were chosen to be a tribute.

Staring down at the tributes exiting the train station, a woman caught your eye. Something about how she dressed, and how she held herself. You knew she'd be a woman that would stand out from everyone else, she seemed to be a person like that. Thinking, you remembered who he was. Lucy Gray Baird.

Staring down at her as your wings were displayed behind you in the dark, she suddenly looked up. Making direct eye contact with you. Her eyes widening for a split second before returning to normal. She had seen you.