The man from the last dream sat on a bed. He was locked on a very affectionate embrace with a woman. As they pulled away from each other, I realized it was the girl who had tortured Thorn. She either had dyed her hair or was wearing a wig.

Her fiery red hair had been replaced with midnight black hair. She smiled seductively at the man. "Domitian, darling, has that menace been captured yet? That Otrera."

His smile became brighter. "I have sent the Gorgons on her trail, with the promise of Perseus Jackson as a reward. They will not fail me.

The woman sneered. "And how, will the Gorgons enter the Camp?

He laughed. The sound was harsh and cruel. "Oh, our friend inside will help. That is all I can tell you now.

The woman was silent for a minute. "Very well, then."She kissed his cheek and stood up. She turned around and stared straight at me and her face changed from shock to anger to amusement.

She smiled at me sweetly. "Hello, Otrera Wrights."

The man stood up and blanched. "What did you hear?"He demanded.

I paled slightly. I wondered if you could die in a dream.

The woman smirked as if she had read my mind. "You can, at the hands of a sorceress."

She mimed grabbing a throat and strangling it, staring me in the eye.

I suddenly could feel her hands on my neck, squeezing the life out of me.

"Join us, and I won't have to kill you." She purred. Before I could try and pull her off me, I felt myself being shaken awake.

The last thing I heard before waking up was the black-haired woman yelling, "No!" and cursing.

Jason stood over me, his face pale. "Terry, what happened?" He asked worriedly.

I felt like vomiting but shrugged. "I'm f-fine?" My answer came out more like a question.

Jason sat down at the edge of the bed. "Otrera..." he warned softly.

"I'm fine." I insisted, my voice cracking. It shook slightly.

Jason sighed and helped me to my feet. "We're going to the Big House."

I nodded, deciding not to argue. I glanced at him. "Do you have a water bottle?"

He handed it to me. "C'mon."

He grabbed my hand and pulled me out the door.

I gasped in sudden realization. "Domitian!"

"What—" He looked stunned. "The dream?" He whispered

I nodded.

He paled. "This isn't good." He murmured.

We got to the Big House and he knocked in the door.

Chiron opened the door, looking half asleep. His tail had pink hair curlers in it, and he was wearing a unicorn shirt.

He straightened when he saw us. "Jason. Otrera. What are you doing up this early?"

Jason glanced at me, waiting for me to explain.

"Don't ask me. He dragged me over here." I raised my hands defensively

Jason frowned. "Chiron, she had another dream."

Chiron perked up. "Did you find any information?"

I shrugged. "Yeah. There is some guy named Domitian. Also, monsters named the Gorgons are after me because they were promised Percy's blood." I said calmly, or as calmly as I could possibly be after learning gorgons were after me and wanted to kill Percy Jackson.

Chiron's forehead creased. "Very well. Otrera, do you mind waiting outside? I'd like to have a word with Jason."

I nodded tiredly as Jason stepped into the Big House. As soon as the door closed, I sank to the ground and leaned against the wall. Tears blurred my vision. I didn't even know why I was crying.

I cried silently until I fell asleep, slumped against the wall, my face streaked with tears.

Well, that ended... Cheerfully? *hides from readers* sorry?

~Daphne