One of the things Jeff hated about himself was going bald prematurely.

It ran in the family but that hardly made it better. He did not loathe himself or anything, but if there was a way to change it he would have. The Capitol surely could, but he hardly had the money for anything cosmetic like them.

It was depressing to reach up and feel the hair run out, gliding his fingers however briefly over his own smooth head. Finding stray hairs on his pillow in the morning or feeling a couple come away when he touched his head upset him.

Hearing his coworkers and peers whispering about it behind his back stung. Being rejected by a couple of girls for it wrenched his gut. His family was sympathetic, but sometimes he even found himself wishing they would take their pitying gazes off him. Jeff caught so many people staring when he would turn abruptly.

Throughout his life Jeff struggled with starting to go bald before reaching adulthood. When he was reaped he knew it would be a minor hinderance, in so far as appearance for sponsors, but never did he think it would kill him.

Yet while walking along, trekking with a pack on his back and a short sword on his belt, Jeff abruptly dropped down stone cold dead, with a tortoise beside him.

The Gamemakers had to show Jeff's death on repeat a few times while the host scrambled along with them to make sense of it all. For the first time ever a tribute had died in the blink of an eye without a Gamemaker's command or by a tribute's hand. For the first time a tribute canon caught everyone by surprise. No warning, no obvious reason.

After a few minutes of examining the footage however they worked it out - an eagle flying high above had caught a tortoise, carrying it in its talons. It was no mutt, simply an animal behaving naturally.

The birds had an instinct to drop the hard shelled creatures on rocks to break the shells open and get at the meat. The eagle saw Jeff's shining bald spot from above and thought he had happened upon a nice rock, so he dropped the tortoise, whose impact on Jeff's skull cracked it, killing him instantly.

The tortoise walked off without injury though and the majority of the Gamemakers laughed themselves blue in the face over it.