I AM SO FUCKING SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING!!! I have to deal with a goat (a very cute one at that) and I'm dealing with Advanced Classes! Sorry. I'm a bit stressed. Updates might not happen a lot, so I apologize for that.
I hope you enjoy this. And I've recently learned that you don't fucking have to have over 2000 words each chapter, so these might come out faster-
Welp, enjoy! *happy goat noises*
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Nico was sore. Like, really sore. Scratch that. His body was literally exploding.
He felt like he was in Tarturas-level pain.
Wait. Ah shit-
He was in Tarturas the last time he checked. Then it hit him. Does Tarturas have comfy beds? Ones that feel like you're sleeping on clouds? What about soft-as-fuck blankets?
No. It does not.
Now, that begs the question: where is he?
He remembers skeletons, and everything went black. Oh, Gods. How long was he down there?
Nico slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing he saw was darkness, but not closed-eye-darkenss. It was dark-room-darkness.
It was... familiar?
He slowly sat up, groaning in pain as he did.
His half-asleep brain was slowly trying to register the room.
He knew it was familiar. Like the Infirmary familiar. But he never remembered entering the camp. So, how was he here?
He then noticed the muffled noises outside, what he guessed, the door. They sounded like voices.
A few were familiar. He didn't recognize one.
A headache ripped through his skull. It was very painful, but not as much of what he endured down in Tarturas.
He groaned and moved his hand up to hold his head, feeling it pounding.
The door opened slowly, and a figure popped their head through the opening; light flowing through the door.
"Neeks?" The figure asked, swiftly moving over to Nico, closing the door behind them.
Nico tensed. He didn't recognize the figure, so his brain perceived it as a threat. But, there was that one small part of his brain that wanted him to relax.
A hand grabbed the hand that was holding his head, and a different hand went to his forehead. He heard the figure mumble something.
The hands moved away, and he barely saw that they moved until a light was turned on.
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