Chapter 2

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        At the end of another stupid campfire Reyna forced me to attend, I turned to walk in the direction of the cave I was supposed to stay in. A cave! With some greek augur. Was it really that hard to add an extra bed? In fact, a bed for me should have been included in the blueprints! The Vulcan-no, Hephaestus cabin was full of idiots. Just like the rest of the greeks in this stupid camp.

As I walked, I thought about home. New Rome was beautiful, with its old style architecture and nice serene feeling. This camp couldn't compare, let alone a cave.

I then really started to look at where I was going, instead of leaving myself to think. It was then I realized that I didn't have the slightest idea where I was. I looked around, not seeing anything I recognized or anything that helped me figure out where I was. I turned in what I thought was the direction I had come from and walked that way for five minutes, still not seeing anything that helped.

Then I heard a stick crack to my left. I turned, and saw something coming towards me. I couldn't tell what it was, it was too dark. Were there monsters here? I was unarmed, so I couldn't do anything to try and stop it.

It kept coming, and I saw it getting closer. I turned to run, but tripped on a rock doing so and fell forward. I decided not to look at it. If it was a monster coming to kill me, I didn't want to see it do so. I squeezed my eyes shut and just waited as it came closer, and closer. It was standing over me now. I took a deep breath, knowing it could very well be my last...

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