Peeta sat in the chair in that room, with no choice but to listen to Johanna scream as they electrocuted her. They doused her with water, asked her a question and naturally, refused to answer. He winced against the sound of someone slapping her as she pleaded, just loud enough for him to hear ‘Peeta, help me.’ She screamed as they shocked her some more, then cried out as they doused her again. ‘I’m sorry’ he whispered.