I woke up a few times, and one time I woke up to a very odd, but enchanting surrounding. I was wrapped in a furry blanket, maybe wolf fur in a basket thing flying across New York, at least I thought it was New York. A young girl maybe twelve or thirteen with auburn hair was holding reins, I looked to my right and indeed there was a bunch of…deer? I tried sitting up, but winced at pain, the girl turned and looked down at me, and I noticed that her eyes were a strange yellowish silver color.

"Shh, rest demigod, you are safe now." She said softly

"But I…You sa-"I started to say, but she cut me off.

"Rest…" She snapped her fingers and yet again my vision went blurry.

When I finally did come through, I was lying in a bed in with white sheets, and finally alone. I sat up a little, there was no more pain in my arms, but I didn't trust my legs yet. I looked around the room and-

"Yah, yah, I know I'll let you know when she's awake!" A tall, blond boy yelled out the bedroom door. He turned around and froze, "Ahh…Well… good, you're awake! How do you feel?"

"Umm…" I croaked with a confused look on my face. I looked around, the room was nothing special, wood floors, cream colored walls, white silk curtains, and a unfamiler blond boy standing infront of the only exit, staring at me. I noticed I was getting dissy from sitting up, I put a hand to my head hoping to rub away the pain.

"Oh sorry! Here drink this…" The boy rushed over and handed me a tall glass of golden liquid with a paper parasol in it.

I took the glass, it was cold and invihgting, I stared at it cautiously, then back at the boy.

He laughed," Go ahead, it'll make you feel better."

Now I probably shouldn't have drank it seeing as there's stranger danger, and all that crap, but my throat was really dry, and he seemed nice enough. I took the parasol out and drank. To my surprise it tasted like the best bowl of cookie dough ice cream I've ever had! I finished the glass with three large gulps.

The boy chuckled," its good isn't it?" he took the glass away, and set it on the nightstand.

I noticed he kept staring at me which I found kinda creepy.

"Who were you talking to when you came in? And why are you staring at me?" I asked, which might've sounded rude, but I've learned to be a little cautious.

"Oh…" The boy blushed, "I was just talking to Annabeth. She's a camper here, she likes to know things, expesially your case…"

"Uh…huh…" I said not totally satisfied, "and why are you staring at me?"

"Oh…because your healing so well…" An akward silence settled in after he said that,"I'm Josh by the way!" he held out his hand, I shook it.

"I'm uh… that's weird, I-I-"

"Hey, it's ok… I know you lost your memory, but were gonna help you get it back. Can you stand up?"

" I think so…"I flipped off the covers carfully,"You said this is a camp?" I said sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Yeah, see…"He opened the bedroom curtains. I couldn't help but notice that he semed to glow in the sunlight.

"Hm…" I lifted up and got to my feet , but stumbled and fell.

"Whoa" Josh said, "Here let me help you."

He helped me walk to the door, but I was able to manage after a few steps.

"You sure, you don't need any help?" Josh asked

"Yah, I'm sure…where are we going anyway?"

"Oh you'll see…" He said with a smirk on his face.

We walked down two flights of stairs, and through a parlor. I was becoming anxious, a focesed on looking down and noticed I was wearing no shoes, frayed jeans, and a black neon paint splatterd shirt.

"Where are we?" I asked smoothly.

"Umm…this is The Big House, but you'll learn more pretty soon."

I let out a sigh, wishing for once that I could be less confused. Relunctenly I followed Josh outside.