Ramble, ramble, ramble
Veronica POV
"RAIN!" Derek yelled, I don't think he liked that Rain was laughing at him.
"What?" Rain asked over her shoulder as she walked out of the elevator and into a dark, stone corridor. I don't like dark, stone corridors. They're dark and stone and long. They're creepy, though they don't seem to bother anyone else. Why does every mysterious place have dark, stone corridors?
While I was lost in the thoughts of dark, stone corridors, every one walked out into the dark, stone corridor. I had to run to catch up to Amber, who was at the back of the pack.
"Hey Amber, ever thought of how weird dark, stone corridors are?" I asked her.
"No."
"Well, you should. They're wierd. I mean they're dark, stone corridors, you shou-"
"Quiet!" Amber yelled.
Rain whipped her head back around to look at us.
"A south-western blow on ye and blister yer all o'er. Do you want to be eaten by a pack of rats." Rain said in a decidedly quiet voice.
"That was a weird thing to say." Jordan noted out loud. I love that saying, out loud.
Dakota laughed quietly. "It's not weird for any of..." he looked around. Before he said that he had looked pretty happy, I found it amazing that in such a short time that someone could suddenly look so sad. I think he meant Nik and Carol and possibly even that other guy in the picture above Dakota's bed.
"...us." he finished. He was up in the front with Rain and she looked at him. Look is a funny word. I mean it's like combining like and hook. Or maybe something else.
"Why is that not abnormal?" Jordan whined. I find that funny.
"Because when we were all in school together, we were all in the same drama class and the teacher decided we were going to do Shakespeare. That was a Calliban curse from the play, The Tempest." Rain explained. Rain and Dakota, at 18, were now among the oldest campers. Nik and Carol used to be with them, too. Too is a funny word, too.
We came to a sandstone-y door.
It was sandstone-y and yellow and rock and crumbling and had words on it and it didn't look like it would feel to good to lie down on.
Rain pulled something out from around her neck. And pressed it against the door.
The door slipped to the side and a lady dressed from neck to toe in fish net with bare feet, an aqua top, blue jeans and, like, 20 chains around her neck stood behind it.
"Ace!" the fishnet lady said happily, "and friends!" She looked around us. "I'm Thalassa, the primordial goddess of the sea. Just call me Thea."
After we all introduced ourselves Thea ran around showing us this underground paradise.
It was like it actually had sun! But it was like looking underwater.
It was a mirror of Manhattan. And just as high as the sky. I wondered how far down we were...
And there was a mirror image of Camp Half-Blood, with NO jerks!
"The mirror Manhattan was all Ace's idea." Thea said.
Derek, ever the slow, asked, "Who exactly is Ace?" Thea turned around and looked at him with startling blue eyes.
"That's your friend Rain here." she gestured at Rain.
"Why?" Derek laughed.
"Have you seen this girlie do anything?" Thea exclaimed. All, or at least most, of the Hermes kids were pretty good at all kinds of everything.
"But why do you call her Ace?" Amber, who had been taciturn since Rain Shakespear cursed at her, asked.
"Because instead of being a Jack of all trades, Ace of none, I've decided that Rain was more of an all-around Ace." Thea turned back around.
"Hard to believe she's never seen a thing. Right?" Thea said as if she wanted to confuse the rest of us. I mean; Rain must have perfect vision the way she weaves through stuff and threads around... funny words.
"What are you talking about? Rain's got to have perfect vision." Jordan spoke out my thoughts like he had read my mind.
"You didn't know? Ace is as blind as a worm. Sorry for that analogy but, worms dont even have eyes." Well, that was stunning. Rain and Dakota just stood there like nothing had happened.
"Come on. Ace, I pulled up some security footage from that night. I found the villian. I had the computer make a 3-D for you." Thea said as we walked into a dark building filled with computer, projectors, and other tech-geek-stuff.
Thea stepped up to a projector and turned it on.
In the middle of the room materialized a life-sized depiction of a man. Well, not really. He looked about Rain and Dakota's age. He had brown and black hair, creepy, green, slitted eyes, pointed teeth pulled into a grim smile. But what scared me most was his scaley, moss-colored lizard-y tail, and the golden knife, dripping with sickly yellow poison that he held in his out-stretched hand.
Rain had humming until Thea had turned on the projector, then she stopped. Dead.
Ever thought about how people say, "stopped dead?" That's kind of funny, you know, because they're not actually dead...
Right.
Both Rain and Dakota gasped, "Kevin?" They shrieked.
It was the creepy snake guy in the picture above Dakota's bed.
