When Humor Stops Hiding the Pain

II

Hazel's P.O.V.

Me and Annabeth were playing monopoly in my cabin. I felt a weird tug in my gut.

"What's wrong, Hazel?" Annabeth asked, seeing my confused face.

"Someone's dying nearby."

"Can you tell who?" She asked.

"No, but I think I can shadow travel to them." Annabeth nodded and grabbed my arm as we faded into darkness and reappeared in front of bunker 9. We were both confused. "This is definitely were the death presence is." I looked at bunker 9's door, a feeling of dread overcoming me. I banged on it in desperation. "LEO?!" There was no answer. I grabbed Annabeth's hand and shadow traveled us inside.

I let out a scream at what I saw. Leo was slumped on the floor in a pool of his own blood. A blade next to his hand, his arms stained crimson.