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Nicos POV

I couldn't believe it. How come this wouldn't work? Nectar and ambrosia was made for gods. It didn't make sense! I don't understand. I looked at Y/N, waiting for an answer that I knew wouldn't come. Her eyes told me that we were hopeless. We couldn't help Pan. Not only that but, both me and Y/N were forming more and more blisters.

"It's ok," Pan weakly said, surprising me. It seems that Y/N was surprised as well. "I will heal soon enough. For now, we must find a way to escape."

"You're right," Y/N agreed. "We should be finding a way to escape."

"I don't know how to get out. There used to be a door but it's closed. Completely shut off," I informed them, feeling let down by my own words.

They both looked at me with such a strong emotion of sadness and despair that my hands shook. They shook so badly that I got up and ran.

"Nico!" Y/n yelled.

I kept running. Tears ran down my face, touching every blister on my cheeks. I couldn't stand seeing their faces, seeing Y/N's beautiful face covered with red blisters, hearing Pans weak voice. I was done. Done with quests, pain, sadness. Loss.
I was done with everything.

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