Prologue
The elevator kept going up and up. None of the Seven had any idea where it was taking them, so they all cowered in fear, pressing their bodies against the wall. It was silent in the elevator car, except for the raspy breathing coming from each demigod and the cheap elevator music. But not even that seemed comforting.
The doors had just appeared, and the demigods, expecting something dangerous that they probably had to defeat, went through.
But now they weren't so sure what to expect.
