I'm back! Please send me some ideas! I desperately need them! Without further ado, the chapter...

~Typewriting noise~ 6:11 same day

"So, you guys can choose which room you want to sleep in BUT NOT WITH SOME OTHER PERSON!" Haymitch yells at us, spreading a vodka scent all through out the corridor. Everyone runs trying to get through certain doors, while I just stand there admiring the scene.

Haymitch stumbles away muttering something about spoiled brats, and soon, I'm the only one left in the hallway. I call out a few of my friends names, but no one answers. I walk to one side of the hallway and slide down so my back is against the wall and my right leg is sticking out if front of me. I stay in that position for a while, appreciating the peace and quiet. Ever since I woke up this morning, my life has been mayhem, I haven't had any time alone. But now I can.

Thump, thump... thump, thump, thump

I look over to my right, since I thought I heard footsteps coming from that direction. As I snapped my neck in that direction, I saw a piece of grey hide behind the corner.

"Hello?" I ask cautiously. I wait for an answer but don't receive one, so I slowly stand up and walk towards the end of the corridor

"Hello?" I call again, but more quietly this time. I almost have reached the end and am about to turn the corner when someone jumps out at me

"Aaahh" I scream as I fall backwards

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you, sweetie" The sweetest voice I have ever heard says to me. I look up and see a middle aged woman, her skin so pale it looks transparent, her face is surrounded with jet black hair and she has the sweetest eyes looking down at me.

"Oh, that's alright. I just wasn't expecting someone to jump out" I say, catching my breath as I pull myself up

"Oh, yes. I tend to scare guests, I don't mean to do it... but I seem to have that affect on people" The sweet lady says with angelic voice

"Are you hurt?" She asks me with big sad eyes

"Oh, no. Not at all" I say reasurring her

"What were you doing out here? I didn't expect anybody to be out here right now, Katniss" She says with quizzical eyes

"Oh, well everyone chose their rooms, but there weren't any left for m-Wait! How do you know my name? I never told you it" I say, taking a step back from the mysterious woman

"Oh, it doesn't matter. What were you saying? There weren't any rooms left for you, Oh! I happen to know a room where you can stay" She says rushed and grabs my right arm and begins to drag me away

I pull my arm back harshly "No! I'm not going anywhere with you until you tell me how you know my name and who you are!" I shout at her, hoping somebody comes out of their room to help with this...crazy lady!

Sadly no one comes.

"Fine. My name is Maysilee and I am one of the servants of this mansion" She admits

"Alright" That seems legit. She would obviously know my name, as well as the rest of the kids, because she works here

"Would you like me to show you the room we have available?" She asks with a freaky looking mile on her face

"Uuh, sure" I say

"Alright then" Then she grabs my arm and with a strange amount of strength for someone her size, she pulls me really fast down a different corridor, one Haymitch hadn't even showed us. Then she abruptly stops, causing me to run into her. Strangely she doesn't fall down or even notice...

She opens the door, it really needs to be oiled.

Creeeek

Hidden behind the aging door is a rather large room, with a four poster bed and a set of old antique furniture.

"This was always my favorite room" She sounds like a little girl when she says it. She even looks like it a bit younger as she spins around with her arms outstretched "All of the furniture are the original ones. Most of the other rooms are refurnished, but this one isn't"

"Okay then" I say a bit uncomfortable

"Well, I'll leave you to your gatherings" She says as she skips out the room

"Wait!" I say holding out my hand. She looks back at me and smiles

"What is it dearie?"

"What time is supper?"

"I do not know" She says, cocking her head to the side. I walk up to the vanity and perfume bottles cover the small table and there's a few pictures of people who I don't know, but one catches my eye. It's wrinkled and tinted orange from old time camera's, but I can still make out who it is.

"Maysilee? Is this a picture of you when you were a child?" I ask as I turn around, but when I look at the door where she was originally standing..she isn't there anymore. Weird, I think to myself. I look back at the picture frame that contained the picture of her, but the picture is gone...

Oooh. I wonder what happened? Anyone guess what's up with Maysilee? Sorry for short chapter, please review!