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the giant doors opened with a groan.
"woah." percy muttered.
the place was huge. it was a military school, but really. did they really need all the battle flags, and weapons displayed? there were antique rifles, battle axes, and a bunch of other things. my uncle rhodey would love this place.
a lot of the weapons had plaques under them. i recognized a few names. one of the plaques under a rifle read 'sergeant barnes. wwii.' there were a few weapons that read 'prepared by stark industries, wwii.' my grandfather must've made them for the war.
there was something wrong with the place. a chill in the air, as if there was a giant shadow cast over the school. i tugged on my dad's brass rat that was on my camp half-blood necklace.
percy's hand went to his pocket where, his pen-sword riptide was. thalia was rubbing her bracelet (it transformed into aegis). annabeth looked back and forth as if creating an escape plan.
annabeth began to talk, "i wonder where—"
the door slammed shut behind us.
"great," i muttered. "we're in the part of the horror movie where we die soon."
now that the wind was gone i could hear music playing down the hall. maybe there was a dance going on or something.
we all stashed our overnight bags behind a giant pillar. we hadn't gone very far when we heard footsteps on the stone floor, and a man and woman marched out of the shadows to intercept us.
they both had short gray hair and black military-style uniforms with red trim. the woman had a wispy mustache, and the guy was clean-shaven, which i tried not to comment on. they both walked stiffly, like they had broomsticks taped to their spines.
"well?" the woman demanded. "what are you doing here?"
"um..." percy stuttered. i realized they hadn't made a plan to get in, and just dragged me along. percy said, "ma'am, we're just—"
