_Percy's POV_
As I swallowed the cobalt blue 'drink' that I had assumed to be my favorite blue cherry coke, I started to realize that I had been tricked. If I hadn't realized before, by the Stoll brother's mischievous and inquisitive expressions, I certainly did when my vision tinted black, and my arms began to feel as heavy as lead. As I fell, I saw their expressions turn to worry. Travis reached out to steady me, but his arms just swiped at the air where my body had been mere seconds ago. I fell against the hard wooden floor of my current home, the Hermes cabin, and slowly lost consciousness. As the cold slowly seeped into my body, I began to feel numb. All I could see was the items the twins had stolen for me yesterday. Why did my new life at camp have to be so complicated. Were the damned pranksters truly my friends, or was this stuff I had swallowed poison?
