Tartarus, wait no Hades

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   I woke up with a small throbbing in my chest and gut, but I was in a different place then I thought i would end up in.  I was in Hades on the isles of the blest.  I had been there for a few months and every once in a while Hades himself came and asked if i liked it there.  I always had the same response, 'Its fine but I would rather be by my friends.  Then a different question. 

   "Do you want to go back to the normal world as your old self?" 

   "So like, as a zombie, cause I'm pretty sure my body looks terrible right now."

   "No it would be your body, but refreshed and new," Hades replied.

   "Thanks so much Uncle H!!!" I yelled.

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   I got in the van that would drive me to camp I had a new black, slim hoodie and a fresh camp half blood shirt underneath.  I was wearing some Levi slim jeans and a pair of Nike shoes.  As I drove to camp I pulled up my shirt and noticed two scars one small one on my gut and a large one on my chest.  I smiled and pulled my shirt back down.  I began to nod off and I soon fell asleep with happy memories about my old friends.

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