A/N Alright. NOW we will get into the fantasy/sci-fi part of the story. Enjoy!

White flashes.

Blurry, yet oddly familiar images swirl together.

Two worlds collide.

Find the missing pieces.

A connection, that even they themselves don't understand.

Katniss's POV

Katniss Everdeen jerked upward with a groan. Where was she? She looked around. She was in a small, empty room, and she was lying on the cold, hardwood floor. She pushed herself up and tried to gain some sort of sense of her surroundings. She got up and walked cautiously toward the door she had only just noticed.
It easily opened, and she found herself in a dark hallway. There was some sort of unreal dream-like sensation about all of this, which made sense because she had no idea what was going on. The last thing she remembered was seeing in slow motion as a car ran a red light and slammed into hers. This must be a dream, she thought to herself. What else could it be?
She continued down the hall and stopped short when she heard a noise. It sounded like someone walking, but it was an uneven gait.
Good, maybe they'll know what this is.
She kept on, and finally took notice of her surroundings. The hallway was painted a dark green color, and very much resembled a cave, which just added to the oddity of the whole situation. What is this? She was beginning to get frustrated and was still dazed. She shook her head and stuck with her original resolve. It must be a dream.

Then, she saw him. And stopped dead in her tracks. Shock dissolving her.
Decently tall, blond waves that spilled over his forehead, and those hauntingly familiar and pained blue eyes.
It was him. The man she created in her head. The one who always tries to keep her sane. But how is he here?
He's a figment of her imagination.

Peeta's POV

Peeta woke with a pounding in his head. The last thing he remembered was that awful shaking. And then that strange sensation of falling, and now this. He must have fallen asleep while painting. But when he opened his eyes, he wasn't in his studio. He was in a small, utterly undecorated and empty room. Bewildered, He squeezed his eyes closed again, but when he opened them he was still in the strange room.
He got up and walked across the floor to the slightly ajar door, and pushed it open. He found himself in a strange, cave-like hallway that, again, was empty. What on earth? He strode through the hallway, desperate to find something. Anything.
What, or rather who, he did find shocked him beyond anything. He saw her long, dark braid; tendrils of hair escaping and framing her face. And then those fierce, yet beautiful smokey eyes.
It was her.

So sorry its so short! But it's late, and I needed to get this up. Please review! :)