Olympus Drive Book 3: According to Plan

Chapter 1

Erin

I wake up on the ground. But not the ground I was on. Why isn't there sky?

"Hello," a man is standing there, a man in dark robes, "Come with me. I'll show you someplace safe you can stay."

"All right----I think I was meant to go home though," I say, standing up and looking up and down the empty street. It's dark. Is it night out? It looks it. why is everything so damp?

"No you're quite safe here. I'll come for you again in the morning, for now, I have a place you can stay and rest. You've only just arrived."

"Where? Where are we?" why can't I remember where I am supposed to be?

"We're in a different place than you were before. Don't worry. This happens to everyone at some point," he says, kindly guiding me on down the street.

"No I really think I'm supposed to be somewhere else," I say, looking over my shoulder. I do remember I was supposed to be somewhere and it isn't here. And I don't know where it is.

"This is your home now. You'll be all right here. I will come back in the morning for you. I think you could help me out," he puts a necklace, with a coin on it, around my neck. I'm all in black—why am I dressed in black? I remember a shirt. A white shirt. Except it had blood on it.

"Try not to think too hard. Go inside, there are people you can stay with," he says, taking a step back.

"Who are you?" I ask, looking at the necklace then back up at him.

"The Executioner," he says.

"That's not ominous," I mutter, looking at the coin then back up at the house. I do need to go home. I hate a date. With a  boy with gold hair who had the sun in his eyes. I was supposed to go on a date. Except I don't remember the boy's name. Or where I live. Or where I am.  But I know about the boy with gold hair and skin that seemed to glow in the light, who played any instrument better than anyone. And I cling to that. Because I know nothing else.