As you step into your new living quarters, the weight of your first day as a peacemaker still heavy on your shoulders, your mother's poignant words continue to reverberate in your mind like a haunting melody. "A cage is still a cage, no matter how pretty you dress it up. And Darlin’ Panem is one big cage, now you’re one of them guards," her slurred tone echoes in the small space as you settle onto your bunk. The image of her sitting amidst a clutter of empty bottles and smoke-filled air remains vivid, disappointment etched deeply on her weary face.

Lost in your thoughts, a sudden voice breaks through the silence, pulling you back to reality. "Hey, you alright?" The unexpected sound jolts you, and you turn to find Sejanus Plinth standing in the doorway, concern etched into his features.