I was just about to fall off the cliff when someone held on to my wrist. Right before turning around, my visions blurred and the morning sun shined on me. As I came to my conscious I saw a hand pulling my arm. The hand belonged to one of my siblings, Peyton. I looked around my surrounding and realized that I've been dreaming the whole time; it's because after opening my eyes, I was lying on my bed back in Camp Half-Blood. I moved my hands around to check the bed that I am lying in. Yup, it feels like a bed. Fortunately, it was real, because I can feel my bed sheets, which smelled like my mother's scented perfume. The pillow that's under my head also feels like the one on my bed in Camp Half-Blood too, because it's soft and squishy, just like how I remembered it when I took it from my mom's bedroom before coming to camp. I sighed in relief because my siblings were sleeping in their beds. That's another sign that this isn't some kind of illusion to throw me off guard. "LEXIS," I yelped and fell off my bed by the sudden call of my name.
"I thought you were never waking up!"
Thanks to the bunny headed slippers, my face didn't slam onto the floor. Someone grabbed my arm and helped me get back onto my feet.
"Sorry for scaring you… but um... glad that your bones aren't broken!"
"It's ok…" I laughed and then said, "…and yeah, it's not broken." I got up and ambled to my drawer. "Let me get ready for the today. I wouldn't want to miss breakfast!" I grabbed my Camp Half-Blood shirt along with a random pair of jeans, and walked into the bathroom to prepare myself for the day ahead.
When I got ready, Peyton, Gen, Lily and I headed towards the Dining Pavilion to eat breakfast. Chiron and Mr. D told us to try to not travel alone at any time just in case something happened - for example, like an attack or something uncalled for. After finishing our morning meal, Peyton and I went to canoeing class together. I like canoeing... I like the way that the boat floats so swiftly on the water, and the way that I can think without disturbance from others. That depends on what day it is though, because it's hard to tune things out sometimes. We got on one of the canoeing boats and started paddling with the oars.
At first, no one talked, but since Peyton couldn't stand the silence, she started to speak (something about someone having frog feet). I bring my eyes to look at her instead of the fishes that were swimming in the water. Out of nowhere, something popped in my head and I just blurted it out without thinking, "Do you know that termites eats wood faster when listening to metal music? It's from a video that I came across the other day." Peyton burst out laughing, and I joined in a couple of seconds later. When she stopped, she managed to make out a few words, "What on earth…?" I shrugged and simply let out a small laugh once more.
When we stopped for a small break, I reached into the small bag that I carried to the boat and took out my journal. Before letting my hand run loose to fill the pages with words- I paused and thought about what to write. I looked up, wanting to ask Peyton something, but seeing her throwing rocks into the water, I stopped. All of a sudden, I felt like doing the same. Maybe I just needed to look into the water for thinking inspirations. Water calms me down at times...and calming me down gets me thinking. I don't know why or how it works… but it just does. As the rocks hit the surface of the water, the water rippled. For some reason, I feel sleepy and my eyes start to close... A moment later though, I heard shouts. Peyton shook me before I could fall deeper into slumber. Then, she cried, "ALEXIS! Wake up!" I opened my eyes and respond, "I'm! I'm up!" She sighed in relief.
"So… why did you wake me up for?"
"To see if you were -"
The roar that spread from the distant cut off what Peyton was saying to me, I think it's because it's very loud and disruptive. I couldn't make out what she was saying to me... It was as if the noise were covering up the whole atmosphere of the camp. I yelled back at her and said, "To warn me about that?"
It looked like she was about to open her mouth, but she chose to not to speak. So, instead of talking, she nodded as a reply to my question. Then, Peyton came up to me and whispered into my ears, "Do you have any idea what is happening?"
"Nope, no clue..." I said as I shook my head. I was squinting my eyes for no apparent reason, maybe I was just afraid that something nasty might fly towards my face. (You never know, it might.) "Hmm... want to see if we could figure out what's going on?"
Peyton frowned and looked at me in confusion. I sat down, took the oars, and quickly paddled us to the dock where the canoe boats are normally kept. When I reached the dock however, a screeching sound vibrated throughout the whole camp. Or at least, that's what I thought it did. The vibration made me unstable. Without thinking, I grabbed Peyton and ran towards The Big House. The screeching sound is still in session, I think I'm starting to go deaf… Anyways, when I got there, the windows were shattered. I opened the door slightly and looked into The Big House. There's a figure behind the desk. My instinct told me to duck, in case the figure throws something at me directly. Instead of doing that however, I grabbed a stick, used it for support for me to swing in the Big House. I heard Peyton trying to tell me to come out but I sort of tuned her out. I bent down and stayed low, hoping that the figure or creature wouldn't see me. Considering that nothing come flying toward me yet, the entity didn't spot me. The closer I got, the more I want to discover what the being might be. I tip toed towards the side of the desk. I heard rustling sounds - it was as if the being was in a hurry, but did not want to make much of a scene. Well, Mr. In-A-Hurry isn't doing such a good job with keeping a low profile if he already made it so the whole camp was able to hear the sound he caused… somehow.
Since I wasn't sure what the entity might be or do, I used my powers and accidentally turned all the possible lights on. The room got blazing bright, and it made my eyes squint. I'm guessing the other people who are present are also doing the same. The light was so bright, I almost couldn't see anything. Slowly, I stood up and tried to open my eyes. Unexpectedly, Mr. In-A-Hurry basically slammed itself at me just when I was trying to get up. His sudden attack made me unstable which then led me falling on the ground. I tried to break free but I was struggling to do so. Just before I thought I couldn't break loose, someone made it so that Mr. In-A-Hurry went flying across the room. Thank you...whoever you are! The bad thing is, while Mr. In-A-Hurry was flying towards the other side of the room, he threw several knives without even paying attention where he was aiming at. One of the knives hit my arm and the blade sliced my skin. I folded my lips when I felt it. I guess I didn't want to show that Mr. In-A-Hurry scared me. The lights in the room dimmed a bit as I got weaker. The good thing is, my eyes stopped squinting. Without alerting me, Peyton grabbed me and ran out of The Big House. She lead me back to the boat and as I got on the boat, I found my eyes getting heavier and heavier. The next thing I remember was the sight of Peyton's long, blonde and golden hair.