I meet strange italian siblings

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_________________________PART 9

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_________________________PART 9

                  Houdini by Eminem
            "Guess who's back? Back again?"
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.••..(I MEET STRANGE ITALIAN SIBLINGS)•..•.

                     .• .••.•.|MORANA|.•.•.•..

I snap my eyes open. A sudden rush of adrenaline is streaming through my veins. I jump up quickly, my mind in a haze. As soon as I stand up, everything comes back to me.

My dad. My dad. I grit my teeth thinking about him. Holy shit, I died. Shit shit shit. I'm supposed to be dead. Why the fuck am I not dead? Hey, I'm not complaining, but why the fuck am I not dead? Why am I not chilling in the underworld right now?

Where is Percy! Where's annabeth and Grover? Where the fuck am I? Everything in my head is spinning a thousand miles a hour.

I start to feel my breathing quicken, and my worry levels increasing. I quickly pull out my inhaler, and take a puff. It's helping my asthma, but not helping my nerves. I feel myself shaking, where the hell am I? Where are my friends? Will I ever see them again? I cry out in desperation, and play with my rings furiously.

I look around me and realize that I'm in a weird casino hotel thing. The fuck? There are like a million games you can choose from, literally. I wonder if they cost money...no! Why am I thinking this. I need to find my friends, I need to get out of this weird hotel game place thing.

I walk around, bumping into a million people. Where's the door? Why can't I find the exit? I walk up to someone who works here, "hello, sir. Uh, I think I need to go home..." I trail off hoping he understands what I mean, "where is the exit"

He smiles, "oh, have you played any games here, miss? There wonderful!" He exclaimed, okay weird.

"Um, no sorry I have not. But I need to go, I need to get back to...I need to get back to..." suddenly I forgot. I forget why I need to leave. I scrunch my face up, why would I want to leave? This place is awesome, "on second thought...never mind, I will stay for a while" I smile at him.

"You made the right decision. Go get lost in all the fun! Time goes by quickly!" He smiles at me, and I smile back. What a nice guy.

I walk up to a game, and start to play it. Then walk to the next game, and start to play it. Time starts to mush together, and I have no idea how long I've been here.

I start to feel myself get hungry, and I walk over to a table. But then a kid comes up to me, "hey, have you seen my sister? Her names... her names Bianca. I have not seen her for a while, and I'm lost" the kid pouts. He looks about a couple years younger than me, black hair, olive skin, and very skinny.

I smile at him, "of course! Where did you see her last?"

He frowns, "I can't...I can't remember" his eyes tear up, "what if I never see her again?"

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