Piper woke freezing, and her back ached.
Strange… she remembers putting on blankets before she went to bed. Maybe she kicked them off?
Reaching aside she tried to feel for them, but only felt freezing wet stone…
Stone?
She opened her eyes and stumbled up to observe her surroundings. Strangely, she was not in the clothes she slept in. Nor a CHB tee shirt, but light leather armor, that had fur but did not cover most of her arms. Thankfully, she had thick Adidas pants, and snow shoes. Looking around, she saw nothing but snow, ice, and mountains of snow. She is standing in the middle of a perfect 5ft wide circle, that she assumed was warm a few hours ago, now covered in a thin layer of ice and cold water.
What in hades?! She thought. I don't think this is long island anymore…
She tried to stand up, but her back felt too heavy, and she fell over again.
Reaching over her shoulder she felt the rough cloth and plastic of a hiking backpack.
She quickly and carefully removed it from her back, her thick clothing hindering her movement.
Opening it. She first saw a dagger. Unsheathing it, she sees it is katapolis, though with an unnatural shade of silver. Breathing a sigh of relief. Well, at least she would be armed!
She quickly attached the sheath (and the dagger) to her belt. Turning, and peeking inside again.
There was only a few more things inside, the jagged sword she took from the brothers, (glowing somehow, but only after she unsheathed it. ) two Ziploc bags of ambrosia, two canteens full of nectar, a few extra shirts and jackets, a handkerchief, and her old cornucopia. She was surprised of the cornucopia, but the handkerchief was what really caught her eye,
She took it out. It felt silky, and was made of a silvery substance. Something like what the hunters of Artemis would wear.
There was a word sewn on it. Ανοίξτε. Open, her mind translated for her.
She said it aloud, and was blasted back as the handkerchief unfolded into a small tent.
She recalled Reyna telling her about something like this,
And peered in.
Inside is bigger than the outside.
A table, a kitchen, and a bed. It was notably warmer in the inside than the outside, she suspected some kind of heating magic. She checked inside the bag again, and a note suddenly popped into existence. She picked it up and read it.
To piper.
Hey pipes, its Jason. You disappeared from your room last night. We asked my dad.
He said the gods sent you to help with some kind of other realm of some kind of cold icy zombie problem. They said they chose you because you defeated the ice goddess. Anyways, they sent you some supplies, but were going to send you some more. This is a map of the place you are, personally asked dad for it. Keep the backpack close, be expecting some more tomorrow.
Love,
Jason.
She flipped the letter over, and found a mini folded piece of paper. She un-folded it, and saw a small map. A small multi-colored dot indicated where she is. Apparently, north of her was a giant wall made of ice, and south of her was some place called Winterfell. Tired as she is, she decided to sleep in the tent today, and start moving tomorrow. She eased herself onto the bed, and fell to sleep.