Lumen Hal (D3Murderer)

"How many people are in this room?" Charlotte asked me, looking at me in confusion. I was just as confused as she was, first by her name, and second by the fact that she didn't understand me. I didn't understand myself, but I got the basic questions she was asking me. They weren't hard to understand, just like my answers weren't.

"Two," I replied, fully confidently. There were two people in the room. One was me. One was Charlotte. Unless math had suddenly changed, two was two.

"Okay. How many people are in your head?" she continued, still trying to get a feel for me. I suppressed a sigh as she asked that for the second time.

"One. It's just me," I said with a tinge of sass. She seemed smart. She acted smart and talked smart and said sensible things. So how hard was it to understand that I knew good and well I was unstable?

"And how many people are talking to you?"

"It's... well, Scorcha, the Hunter, Raven, and Lexi, so that makes four. Four people are talking to me now, and they like to heckle all of my actions." Four. I could only remember three of their names. I couldn't tell if that was a lucky thing or if that made me an even more terrible person, but it was a fact. Charlotte had said to speak only in facts, not in emotions, for the first part of the session. I could do that. It was to keep Ginger slightly less unhappy.

"But there aren't six people in the room?" Charlotte said slowly, still unable to wrap her mind around what I was saying. I heard the voices begin mocking her, mocking me for not being able to explain myself to her. Scorcha was always the loudest. I had killed her second, leaving her thinking she was safe. She was screaming at me, making me want to clutch at my ears.

"There are two people. I know that. I know the voices aren't real, okay? I thought I was being haunted at first, but I'm not. It's a guilty conscience. Can I just get some pills or something? I know it's only us. Therapy can't help that. I just need everyone to shut up." I caught myself before I said everyone in my head. That would have confused Charlotte even farther, even though it wasn't totally literal. The voices were in my head. The people weren't.

"Yeah, I guess I can get you medication. Please don't call the medicine 'pills,' though. That looks bad for business. Let me write a prescription... and here you go! Good luck with your upcoming surgery!" Charlotte typed while she spoke, giving me a written form. I couldn't use a picture ID, since my face was being remade. I needed a carbon copy of my prescription so I could get my Sanity in a Bottle.

This will shut them up.

Enigma Fenn (D1Mentor)

Alexandria and Prosper walked into the tubes fully confidently, neither of them missing a beat. Neither of them are putting up a front. They know they're going to make it past the Bloodbath. Prosper will crack first. Alexandria will be lying in wait for that moment. I smiled at my tributes, offering up a wave before they disappeared from my sight. I was almost definitely right. That didn't mean anyone had to know what I thought of them.

Totsuki Sugihara (D2Mentor)

Gallant didn't doubt himself for a second when he walked into his tube. Good. Confident, as all Careers should be. Cassiopeia's nervousness was dripping off of her, but I consciously decided to write it off as pre-Games jitters, not actual self-doubt. No self-respecting Two would show anything other than excitement while getting into the tubes. It was a time of pride, not fear.

Alesandro Ferme (D3Mentor)

"All right, Radian. You've got this. Every sponsor I get is going towards you. You don't have to worry about anything. Three's freaking out over the murder," I said to my charge, watching him shake as he got into the tube. It was a very human reaction, especially since he had his mortality shown to him when his District partner was killed. I was freaking out, too. I had lost two Threes in a row, and there was a chance I was going to lose my third one in a year.

Talaysa Pool (D4Mentor)

"Don't worry about anything, Tina! You're totally perfect. You won't have a hard time at all," I said to Tina while she got into the tube. She had a serious face on, but she definitely didn't want to kill kids. She was the type of person that just knew someone had to die and she was making sure no one else would live with guilt. I wasn't as sure about Rio as I was Tina, but I gave him my best encouraging smile while he got into his tunnel. One Four was guaranteed to die every year anyways.

Sol Johnson (D5Mentor)

"Oh, this is going to be easy. Run into the Bloodbath, grab what I need, and get out," Adair said while he got into his tunnel. I let him talk, knowing he needed all the confidence he could get. There was no way he was going to run in, anyways. Cecilia held character and didn't say anything while the tunnels rose up, and I didn't pressure her. She didn't need anyone telling her what to do and breaking her confidence at the last second.

Rodney Sanchez (D6Mentor)

"All right. Remember, the Games are very, very real. You have to keep yourself safe," I said to Nixon, who was already shaking in his boots. I felt bad for scaring the kid, especially because his doubt for himself was wafting off of him, but I had to remind him that he was in danger. He was dumb. He could forget.

"I'm going to die. At least there'll be a pretty sunset," Rhiannon said, and I found that I didn't have the words to comfort her. I couldn't guarantee life. I could just keep it going for as long as possible.

Cassia Rose (D7Mentor)

I reached in to hug YVette before the Games began. I wasn't supposed to get attached to my kids. I knew one of them was going to die. Yvette didn't need the hug. She was looking on ahead, so prepared for what was to come. I still couldn't stop myself from feeling a couple of tears trickling down my face as she stepped into her tube, embarrassed that she could handle the death of her friends better than I could. "It's all right. You've got this."

I didn't know if I was speaking to her or myself.

Rybbon Marbroox (D8Mentor)

"All right. Both of you know the plan. Get in, get out. Don't grab anything too far in. Isaac, you're getting out with your alliance. Lacey, grab two things tops, unless it's a winter or summer Arena. If it's awful, grab more." I rambled to the tributes while they pretended to listen, both too nervous to hear me. Isaac knew he couldn't run with his legs. Lacey knew that debating wouldn't help her in the Arena. I knew that I was just rambling to ramble. But we all pretended that wasn't the case, and we all pretended we were confident Eight was going to get another Victor.

Flora Amphora (D9Escort/Mentor)

Jade didn't look at me while she stepped into her tube. She walked in, leaving me happy while she was gone. I wasn't really scared of her. The murderer had been caught. It was just annoying how confident she was. Jacob seemed to be more nervous, though I heard him muttering plans to himself. "Remember, smile at the cameras a lot! Try to be friendly and don't insult the Capitol. I'll be getting you all the sponsors in the world! At least, enough to send a couple of nice things."

Nyra Pickering (D10Mentor)

Lumara couldn't be helped by me. She was confident in herself, knowing exactly what she was doing with her poisons. I couldn't help a deranged Ten who couldn't get supplies. I also couldn't really help Theo, who was still trying to figure out what he wanted to do in the Bloodbath. "Get in and get out," I had said at least fifteen times, but the words weren't going to hold any meaning in the Games. The memories of my Bloodbath flashed brightly in my mind, reminding me of the riches in supplies and lack of much else.

Cherry Aims (D11Mentor)

Arkane and Amelia looked at each other confidently before they got into the tubes. They had a plan for their alliance and I knew it. I wasn't going to try to do anything to change it, though I hoped with all of my heart that it was a good plan. "Stick together until the end. I'll get you any sponsors I can. Don't be greedy in the Bloodbath unless you have an amazing plan - and remember, my plan in the Bloodbath included ganging up on the Careers. Be confident and know you've got this." The words wouldn't stick, but nobody could say I didn't try.

Bellepheron Steed (D12Escort/Mentor)

Nyle was finally doubting himself, staring at the tube with apprehension. He's less ready than he thought, but isn't everyone? Indie wasn't doubting herself any more than I was used to, but that wasn't saying much. Neither of my tributes were confident when they walked into their tubes, and I didn't have many words for either of them.

"Nyle, remember your training. You can likely take down one Career. Indie, run. If they catch you, they will kill you. But first, they must catch you." I had heard that quote in a book somewhere, and it meant a lot to me. That girl could run like the wind. Maybe she could run from the world.

Ta-da! Next up is the countdown, then the Bloodbath! We're getting so close.

While this isn't a voting Games, the readers' opinions DO affect the outcome - if there's someone you particularly love or hate, it's good to let me know, because I don't want to Bloodbath the best character (or have the worst be Victor).

Apologies in advance for if I made any mistakes; I wrote this at school without my files.