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The good news (yay!): the left tunnel was straight with no side exits, twists, or turns. The bad news (boo!): it was a dead end. After sprinting a hundred yards, we ran into an enormous boulder that completely blocked our path. Behind us, the sounds of dragging footsteps and heavy breathing echoed down the corridor. Something—definitely not human—was on our tail.
"Tyson," Percy said, "can you—"
"Yes!" He slammed his shoulder against the rock so hard the whole tunnel shook. Dust trickled from the stone ceiling.
"Hurry!" Grover said. "Don't bring the roof down, but hurry!"
The boulder finally gave way with a horrible grinding noise. Tyson pushed it into a small room and we dashed through behind it.
"Close the entrance!" Annabeth said.
We all got on the other side of the boulder and pushed. Whatever was chasing us wailed in frustration as we heaved the rock back into place and sealed the corridor.
"We trapped it," Percy said, in relief.
"Or trapped ourselves," I said, noticing that we were in a twenty-foot-square cement room and that the opposite wall was covered with metal bars.
We'd tumbled straight into a cell.
...
"What in Hades?" Annabeth tugged on the bare. They didn't budge. Through the bars we could see rows of cells in a ring around a dark courtyard—at least three stories of metal doors and metal catwalks.
"We're in a prison," I said. "A really big one too."
Percy nodded. "Maybe Tyson can break—"
"Shh," said Grover. "Listen."
Somewhere above us, deep sobbing echoed through the building. There was another sound, too—a raspy voice muttering something I couldn't make out. The words were strange, like rocks in a tumbler.
"What's that language?" Percy whispered.
Tyson's eye widened. "Can't be."
"What?"
He grabbed two bars on our cell door and bent them wide enough for even a Cyclops to slip through.
"This is why we brought Tyson along," I said.
"Wait!" Grover called to Tyson.
But Tyson wasn't about to wait. We ran after him. The prison was dark, only a few dim fluorescent lights flickering above.
"I know this place," Annabeth told us. "This is Alcatraz."
"You mean that island is near San Francisco?" Percy asked.
She nodded. "My school took a field trip here. It's like a museum."
"So the Labyrinth took us all the way to the other side of the country," I said. "Lovely."
"Freeze," Grover warned.
But Tyson kept going. Grover grabbed his arm and pulled him back with all his strength. "Stop, Tyson!" he whispered. "Can't you see it?"
I looked where he was pointing and my stomach lurched. On the second-floor balcony, across the courtyard, was the most horrible monster I'd ever seen in my entire life.
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Percy Jackson and the Olympians (Male Reader Insert)
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