A couple months pass since Natalia's unexpected death. I now get to live the horrors of the contract that I signed, I get to watch more people in District 4 get reaped. But this year I am their mentor.

Mags and I wait on the train for the tributes to come aboard. When they finally come on board I can tell that this bunch didn't decide to attend the Career's Training School.

The girl is a young blonde, about thirteen years old. The boy I recognize instantly. His name is Max, his dad works down at the docks.

"I'm Mags and this is Finnick," Mags says. "This year we will be your mentors and we will help you in any way we can."

"Can you get us out of the games?" The girl asks.

"I'm afraid not," Mags laughs. "So what are both of your names?"

The girl coughed, "I'm Maysie."

"Max," the boy says.

"Well, it is very nice to meet both of you. Finnick will you turn the tv on?"

I got up and turned on the tv to the rest of the districts' reapings. I chose to let Mags take over for the rest of the day and I went to my room.

While the tributes are watching the reapings, Mags comes into my room. "Just like old times isn't it," Mags says sitting beside me.

I sigh, "yup. I think this round is worse than last year's."

Mags puts her arm around me, "we can get through this. But you don't have to meet with people in secret."

"No, but maybe one day the games will stop."

"The games will never stop."

"You never know. Maybe someone will spark a light in the Capitol's eyes and then all this will change."

"Are you saying that person is me?" I ask Mags.

She smiles, "you never know."

The rest of the evening went by quickly and before I knew it I was sound asleep.

The smell of roses fills the room. I can't see where the smell is coming from but I know it is there. "Finnick please don't leave," a woman's voice says.

I turn around and see Natalia holding a white rose in her hand. She holds the rose out to me, "I got this for you Finnick," she says.

I smile and run towards her and then out of nowhere a peacekeeper shoots her.

"Natalia!" I can't run towards her. I watch the blood turn the rose red and I can't help her. All I hear is Natalia. "Finnick, do something!"

I scream and Mags rushes into the room as fast as she can for her age.

"Finnick what's wrong?"

"They killed her, they killed Natalia again." I feel my face and tears are running from my eyes. I haven't cried since her death, but this felt like I was reliving it again.

Mags sits beside me and hugs me, "it was just a nightmare. Everything is alright."

"They're going to kill everyone."

"No they are not. I won't let that happen." Mags says assuring. "Would you like me to stay with you?"

"No, I'll be fine."

Mags leaves and I can't sleep. I don't want to sleep. The fear of that nightmare coming back haunts me until I come to the resolution of "I can handle this."

I go back to sleep and the nightmare doesn't come back, I may actually be able to have a good sleep.

I woke up and went to meet Mags and the other tributes in the dining room.

"Morning Finnick," Maysie says.

"Good morning to you too," I say.

Max looks down at his wrist. He is looking at a handmade bracelet made from some fishing line and shells.

"Is that your token?" I ask.

Max nods, "it is from my sister, she is too young to realize what the games are."

"That's tough," I tell him. "Maybe you can win for her."

That made him smile.

When the train arrived at the Capitol's station the escort took them to meet with the prep team. Meanwhile, Mags and I went to our room.

We had the same room as last year. "Well nothing has changed, except maybe the furniture," I say.

Mags laughs and sits down on the couch, "we need to talk about sponsors."

"But I already know about sponsors."

"No I mean from a mentor's prospective," Mags says. "If our tributes have a good angle like you had last year then trying to find them will be super easy. Normally how you get a sponsor is when-" Mags is cut off by a knock at the door.

I get up and open the door and see an avox woman standing outside with a red envelope. I take the envelope from her, "thank you."

She nods and walks away as I close the door. "I guess this is a new mentor letter," I say to Mags.

"Well let's see," Mags says.

I sit down beside Mags and tear open the envelope. I barely unfold the paper before I see the title on the paper.

"Mags you can't see this."

"And why not?"

"I can't show this to you."

I turn away so Mags can't see the words.

The letter said, "Finnick Odair I have requested a session with you tonight at 6:23 PM. Please stop by my apartment at Capitol Estate. My apartment is on the third floor and the door number is 179. Hope to see you then. – Charlotte."

6:23 PM! Doesn't she know that the Tribute Parade will be going on at that time!

"Mags, I can't make it to the Tribute Parade tonight."

She nods as if she knew what was written on the letter, "I figured. It is ok Finnick, I can meet you back here when you're finished with what you are doing."

I looked at the clock which read 5:48, "I guess I should get ready. And you have to meet with Max and Maysie."

"I guess I do. I will meet you later Finnick," Mags says as she gets up to go to the Tribute Parade.

I go into my room to see if the Capitol left any suitable clothing to wear to this sessions. There is a black coat in the closet and a red scarf.

"I guess this will have to do," I say to myself.

I leave the shirt and pants I had on from this morning and put on my coat and scarf.

I leave the room and shut the door. I get into the elevator and so does another mentor. It's Cashmere.

"You look snazzy," she says.

"Thank you. Are you heading to the Tribute Parade?"

"Nope. I am going to the same building you are."

"How did you know about that?"
"I got the same letter, just from a different person. I figured that since you got a lot of sponsors and you were the lover of the Capitol last year that you would end up in the same spot as me."

The elevator door opens and we walk into the Tribute Center lobby and head towards the door. Cashmere opens the door she says, "if Victors are considered desirable the Capitol allows this to happen, no matter what the age."

We walk to the building and then part ways once we are inside. I get into the elevator and press the number three. I reach the third floor and start searching for the room.

"Room 178, 179," I mumble. I take a big breath in and start to feel nervous and kind of frightened.

A woman in a red dress opens the door, "Oh Finnick darling please come in."
Her apartment is filled with expensive furniture and it looks way nicer than my home in Victors Village.

"I loved sponsoring you last year during your games! I sent you that trident," she says.

"That was you? Well that was my favorite gift I got!"

"You're too cute! Before we start we need to discuss payment. How much money would you like?"

An idea sparked into my head. This would be the perfect opportunity to take advantage of the Capitol for forcing a fourteen year old into prostitution.

"I don't want your money."

"I have to pay you somehow, dear. What do you want instead of money?"

"Secrets."

"Well what kind of secrets?"

"Any kind."

Charlotte pauses to think for a moment, "Oh yes I do have one."

"Please, do tell."

"The Capitol is starting to send avoxes down into the Transfer."

"What is the Transfer?" I ask.

"It is a bunch of underground tunnels that trains and trucks move cargo in. Normally, people from District 6 worked in them because that is their industry. But now, Snow ordered avoxes to start working down in them."

"Well thank you for that," I say.

Charlotte smiles, "Now let's get on with our session."