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"What are you doing here?" I ask.

"The better question is, what are you doing here?" He asks.

"I fell." I say looking around.

"I meant why are you here?" He asks.

"Did Zeus set you up to this Hermes?" I ask.

"No, no, no. I'm not here on my father's orders. I'm here for myself." He says.

"Uh-huh..." I turn.

"Which way are you planning on going? Left or right?" He asks.

"I'm not sure." I say.

"I can get you out of here old friend." He says.

"You and I were never friends." I say.

"I'm heartbroken." He says.

"Like I care."  I turn. 

He jumps down and grabs me.

"Come on, wouldn't you like-" He starts.

"No." I shove off of him.

"You listened before." He flutters over.

"You led me to the witch which led me to the underworld that led me to nothing." I say.

"Oof. You said led three times." He says.

"I'll say it more if I have to." I say.

I start walking. He runs in front of me.

"Hey, hey. Listen, I'm here to help." He says.

"Really?" I raise an eyebrow.

"Yeah. Zeus was right. It is chaos back home. You've got the whole of us wondering if you'll live or die, but I vote for you." He says.

"I'm touched." I roll my eyes.

"Come on. I liked your speech." He says.

"I've learned better." I say.

"Yeah... sure. I get you out of this maze, better yet I can get everyone out." He offers me his hand.

I let out a breath. Time is off the essence. 

"Fine." I take his hand. 

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