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That Damn Elevator Music
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    Time 42m
  • WpView
    Reads 314
  • WpVote
    Votes 10
  • WpPart
    Parts 6
  • WpHistory
    Time 42m
Ongoing, First published Sep 19, 2013
Ever wondered if there were any floors before getting to the 600th floor of the Empire State Building?

   And if you have, what do you think the floors that the elevator stopped at, led to?

  Some crazy mythical arena?

  A monster prison?

  A game room?

  Hades' underwear drawer?

  Fear not my fellow authors and readers, you will soon know the secrets to the hundreds of floors between Olympus and your sanity.

  And Percy Jackson is about to find out that there's a lot more to the Empire State Building's magical elevator then he ever thought.
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After Percy and Annabeth fall into Tartarus, who are most likely dead from impact, the rest of the seven fall into a state of depression. The seven or the five of them left know that the House of Hades is somewhere in Epirus, Greece. There they must close the Doors in order to save the world again. But there are flaws in their plan. And always, a hero has to die. So except the unexpected. And...Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson and the Olympians or The Heroes of Olympus Rick Riordan does. :) The art used in this cover was not created by myself. The rights to this art belongs to the artist. And again...please ignore how poorly written this is...I think I started it when I was like twelve or thirteen.