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Effie Trinket, Psychic?

"This is our year!" Effie exclaims, pushing the two fourteen year old children into the suite.

"We almost never win," complains the girl. "It took twenty six years for Haymitch to win!"

"That means that, in the terms of statistic, we're due a win! Now find your positivity and a winning attitude. Nothing is accomplished by simply accepting defeat before you've tried!" the bubbly Capitol woman exclaims.

"Where's the alcohol?" Haymitch groans. "The sunshine coming off you is too bright."

Effie pouts, then stiffens. "Out. All three of you. Out, now!" she exclaims and pushes them out of the suite.

"What?!" Haymitch exclaims as she herds them out. "What are you doing, you mad woman?!"

Once in the hall, she takes them out of the building. "We will stay in my apartment and I will get the children to training via car," she declares. "We cannot stay in that building."

"Don't be stupid, of course we can," Haymitch growls and takes them back inside. Their Tributes stay quiet, wondering what's going on. "Ignore the woman, she's insane."

"You're going to regret this, Haymitch," Effie warns, but follows him upstairs anyway.

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She doesn't turn up for their evening meal. Haymitch goes to her room and walks in without knocking to find her hanging crystal windchimes with a pentagram in the middle of them. He stares at her and asks "What are you doing? Summoning the devil?"

"No, don't be silly! I'm protecting us! Whatever's here cannot touch any of us if we're all protected," she tells him, then pushes a black bracelet with multicoloured beads on it onto his wrist. "Keep that there. That's protection for you."

"From what? Women?" he asks. "I hate to break it to you, Effie, but I'm straight."

"I don't care what you are, I care about safety. Keep that thing on. Bracelets are fashionable and you're safe with it," she growls, then takes two reinforced crystal bracelets to the Tributes and ties them on. "Here we go."

"Thanks, Miss Trinket, but why?" asks their female Tribute, admiring it.

"To protect you both," she tells her with a warm smile.

Their male Tribute raises an eyebrow. "Bracelets? We're going to fight the death, it'll take more than a bracelet to protect us," he reminds her.

"It's supposed to protect you from... Other things. I want to make sure you're safe while you're in my care. Just keep those on," she commands and stroke their hair before she walks off.

"What is her deal?" Haymitch wonders aloud.

"No idea, but she has amazing taste in jewels!" the girl exclaims.

Haymitch rolls his eyes and follows Effie into the hall. Whatever her issue with this place is, he wants to know about it.

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She's hung matching windchimes in hers and the two Tributes' rooms by the time he catches her in his room. "Trinket, stop this," he growls.

"No," she replies, hanging the windchime and sprinkling water around. "Whatever this bad thing is, I don't want it hurting any of you."

"What bad thing?" he asks, watching her closely.

She freezes. "Shh. Go. Join the children. I'll be with you in a minute," she whispers, pushing him out.

"Effie!" he exclaims.

"Just. Go," she mutters. He does as she says, wondering why she's suddenly so secretive.

She arrives minutes later and puts pentagram necklaces on them all, each with purple crystals on them. Haymitch groans "This is getting too much, Effie. What's going on?"

She sits down with them and whispers "Whatever you do, none of you are to remove the crystals. Your accessories are made of crystals. There is an entity in here that doesn't want us, so the crystals are to protect. I've taken as many preventative measures toward it as possible and there are salt rings around our beds. So the entity won't be able to get in our beds. That should make it safer while we sleep. Now, I don't want any of you trying to communicate with it. It's not safe to call out to the dead, but especially unsafe to talk to this. You'd essentially be inviting it to possess you. You have to go about your business as usual, but keep all of your protective gear on at all times."

Haymitch bursts out laughing, while the Tributes nod, taking her seriously. Haymitch chokes out "A demonic entity? Effie, you've been watching too many horror movies. There aren't any demons!"

She sighs. "Just don't anger it and keep the jewellery on. Humour me," she pleads.

He groans and watches as she makes puppy eyes, causing the teenagers to giggle. "Fine. And using your cute eyes is cheating," he growls.

"You think she's cute?" the girl squeaks in delight.

"No, I think it's cute when she does that. She looks like a puppy," Haymitch sighs. "Nobody can resist puppies."

Effie grins smugly. "Do I start making little yaps now or later?" she lifts an eyebrow.

"Please don't, your voice is enough," Haymitch replies without missing a beat.

"I'm getting you a puppy," she warns. "And you won't be able to resist its cute little face."

"I hate you," he growls.

"Hate you back," she replies happily.

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"Out... Get out... Out..."

Haymitch growls and sits up. "What's up, Trinks?" he asks, his eyes blurry.

"Out..."

He blinks and sees the black figure in the corner. He flicks on the light and finds that his salt circle is gone. He gets up and immediately goes to Effie's room, deciding to get her verdict on this. When he sees her, he gets into her bed with her and wraps her in his hold. "Effie?" he breathes.

"Mm?" she hums, opening her eyes. "I was just falling asleep."

He looks at her. "Eff, what do you do if the salt ring disappears?" he asks.

"It shouldn't... Haymitch, did your salt ring vanish?" she asks, him, fully alert now.

"Yeah," he tells her.

She gets up and wraps herself in a robe. "We're getting the kids and taking them out before it has a chance to get us," she growls and puts more protective jewellery on him. The two of them bundle the Tributes out and take them to Effie's apartment. She salts a ring around the building and goes back inside. "Do you believe me now, Haymitch?"

"Yeah," he nods, looking unnerved. "Eff, why was it in my room?"

She shakes her head. "It targeted the one who didn't believe in it," she says sadly. "You're threatened."

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