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Suddenly Grover and 3 of his satyr friends came trotting over.

"Percy! We finished translating it!" Grover cried.

"You are? That's great! What does it say?"

"That's... not so great."

"Tell me!"

He looked down at a piece of paper.

"It says: The Norse say that Ragnarok will soon be upon us once again. Our gods and demigods must cooperate to stop it. Then there's a footnote at the bottom that says:If this message was not delivered to you personally, bring your two best demigods to your shoreline at 12:00 sharp on the fifteenth of March. And, the fifteenth of March, is today. And it's 11:55."

"Bye!"

I ran as fast as I could to the Athena cabin. I swung open the door and said, "Annabeth, grab your dagger and Daedalus's laptop and some nectar and ambrosia and come with me! Quickly!"

"But Percy I--"

"No time! Now!"

We ran to the beach and I checked my watch. 11:59 and 50 seconds.

I sighed and said, "We made it just in time."

"In time for what? Is that a ship? Percy, that's a Norse Viking ship!"

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