Chapter 1

Percy's POV

Gray sky...

Fire...

Smoke...

Then the screams come. The screams that burn themselves into my mind.

"Percy! Where are you?"

"Percy! Help!"

"Percy!"

I never see the faces of the people who scream, only blurry outlines of human beings. But I recognize the voices. They are the voices of the people I left behind, the people I abandoned. And they are dying. Somehow I know they're dying because of me.

I wake up shaking. I've had this same dream for several months, or is it years? I honestly don't know. Time is different here on Ogygia.

There is a soft knock on the door.

"Come in." My voice is weak. I can't stop thinking about the dream.

Calypso walks in. Even though I've been here for so long, she still takes my breath away every time I see her. I can tell that she's just woken up. Her cinnamon hair is all pushed to one side, and her almond eyes still bear the traces of sleep. Somehow, I love her even more when she looks like this.

"Are you okay?" Her voice is soft. "I heard you screaming."

I draw a shaky breath and try to look like I'm not haunted by spirits from my past.

"I wasn't- I mean, I was just dreaming."

She presses a kiss to my forehead. "Don't worry it was just a dream."

"Yes," I whisper. "Just a dream."