When Nico woke up the next day, it was only about 1 o'clock. He didn't go back to sleep, though. He'd had enough dreams about Tartarus to last a lifetime, and didn't plan on having any more that night. He sat up, and immediately felt absolutely awful. He looked down and saw blood. Lots of it.
"SHIST" he yelled, then immediately regretted it. Somebody probably heard him. They would come in to check on him, and there would be no hiding it.
Nico started to panic. He'd thought he'd had a few more years, or at least months, before he would have to deal with this. Quickly, he scrambled up and tried to make everything look normal. He couldn't. There was blood everywhere, and there was no way he could get rid of it all. He had no where to clean the clothes and sheets, or anything to use while he was cleaning them, or anything to replace them with, or any way to cover it up. Nico started to panic even more when he realized he couldn't even shadow travel away. There was no escaping this. He heard somebody yawn, then footsteps.
The Son of Hades went into full panic mode, spun in a couple circles desperate for an escape, then ended up crumpling onto the floor crying and hyperventilating. The footsteps were at the door.
Hi! I know this chapter was short, but there was no great way to continue without a new chapter. I should have a new one up in an hour or so, so don't worry!
Your loving author,
Alex
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