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0.12  his eyes...
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"this way!" rachel yelled.

"why should we follow you?" annabeth demanded, taking heavy breaths. "you led us straight into that death trap!"

"it was the way you needed to go," rachel said. "and so is this. come on!" annabeth didn't look happy about it, but she ran along with the rest of them.

rachel seemed to know exactly where she was going. she whipped around corners and didn't even hesitate at crossroads.

once she said, "duck!" and they all crouched as a huge axe swung over their heads. then they kept going as if nothing had happened.

[name] lost track of how many turns they've made.

they didn't stop to rest until they came to a room the size of a gymnasium with old marble columns holding up the roof.

[name] stood at the doorway, listening for sounds of pursuit, but she heard nothing. apparently, they'd lost luke and his minions in the maze.

[name] looked over at percy who seemed to be looking around for something. oh, the dog—mrs o'leary was gone. she didn't even noticed, sadly.

ethan collapsed on the floor. "you people are crazy." he pulled off his helmet. his face gleamed with sweat.

annabeth gasped. "i remember you! you were one of the undetermined kids in hermes cabin, years ago."

[name] frowned and stared at ethan hard, trying to see if she remembered.

and she did. she remembered her first year at camp, ethan was there as well. he was a really quiet boy though so she never talked to him. well maybe a few times but not enough for them to be called friends.

he glared at her. "yeah, and you're annabeth. i remember."

then, he snapped his head at [name]. "i remember you as well. you were in the hermes cabin. are you still —"

"yep. still unclaimed."

"then .. [name] why don't you join—"

percy cut him off with a glare. "i don't think so."

annabeth spoke up again. "what – what happened to your eye?"

ethan looked away, and [name] got the feeling that was one subject he would not discuss.

"you must be the half-blood from my dream," percy said. "the one luke's people cornered. it wasn't nico after all."

"who's nico?"

"never mind," annabeth said quickly. "why were you trying to join up with the wrong side?"

ethan sneered. "there's no right side. the gods never cared about us. why shouldn't i –"

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