I gasp, holding my side as I run up the hill. "Go!" I pant, as Grover slows down to try and help me "Just go! Get the others to camp!" I hear the roaring behind me, and I am scared, so scared. A tree branch whips past me, cutting my face. I turn, and see the group of hellhounds, and the furies chasing me. As I run closer, closer to the gate, I can make it! I trip, falling on the ground with a painful grunt, as the breath escapes my lips. I lie on the ground, struggling to get up to move, to do anything, before they get me. I look up, up at the grey, stormy sky, and a tear slides down me cheek. I'm not making it to camp. I'm not going to see Grover, and Annabeth, and Luke, none of them again. As my eyes droop closed, I see a face in the sky a proud, regal face, and I hear a voice, its talking to me, I can tell, its lips are moving, but I can't hear it, I just feel cold, and scared.
As I fall unconscious, I see branches, growing up from around me, but that can't be. No, its my mind playing tricks... I slip away, into the dark, with no pain, no fear, no feelings...
I wake up at random times, feeling warm, comforted. I see happy memories, me and Jason, playing by a beach, my mom, before she turned to alcohol, reading stories, sitting by the fire, toasting marshmallows. Then I'll fall back asleep, not knowing where I am, but happy.
I wake up again, but I'm, cold, I haven't been cold for so long, I've forgotten what it feels like, and I feel someone holding me, Luke maybe? I hear whispers, people talking nervously around me. Did they find me? Am I ok? I open my eyes, and I am startled, because its not Luke holding me, its someone I don't know, and I am frightened, and I struggle to get up and he says "hey, hey, its ok. I'm Percy Jackson, whats your name? I look around before answering, and then I remember, my name, and I say "Thalia, my name is Thalia grace."