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i was shown my quarters.
it was a small hammock. that's it. nothing else. small, and empty. it smelt musty, like an old broom closet.
"would you like your coffee now lady..."
"riley." i offered the skeleton. "and no. i'll take it when i wake up."
"sure thing m'lady." the skeleton said leaving the room.
i layed down on the hammock and let sleep consume me.
like most nights, i didn't get dreams.
waking up, i walked upstairs. i stood on the spar deck, looking out at the sea. a skeletal soldier gave me a steaming cup of coffee. it was a single espresso. there was a lot of cream and sugar.
within the next minute annabeth and tyson were up with me. alarm bells began blaring, startling me so much i choked on my coffee.
"what's going on?" annabeth asked, patting my back.
"we're nearing the entrance to the sea of monsters." one of the mummies grinned.
i stood up straight, and continued drinking my coffee. if only i saved some powdered donuts.
the alarms stopped, and i looked over at the sea anxiously.
the alarms rang again and percy came up. he stood next to me. i finished my coffee, and gave it to one of the soldiers. out of the four of us (tyson, percy, annabeth, and i) i feel like i was the most comfortable around a bunch of undead soldiers. to be honest i was only actually terrified of like, three or four things. undead soldiers weren't up there.
i turned to percy. "what's wrong?" i asked.
"huh?"
"i can practically feel the anxiety rolling off of you." i told him, using hand gestures and changing my facial expression to something sour.
"was it a dream?" i asked softer.
he nodded, but didn't speak. he seemed bothered by something.
