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Annabeth Pov

Glass surrounded me, trapping me.

And I was all alone.

Panic gripped me, making my heart race and my palms sweat. "Hello?" I called out, taking a step towards the glass wall.

It was cage-like, trapping me inside.

I heard a tap from behind me, faint, but definitely there.

I whirled around to see Percy, who looked as if he'd just gone through a field of chainsaws. His face was all cut up and bruised, his right hanging limply at his side as he knocked on the glass with his left.

He barely looked alive.

I rushed over to the glass, raising my hand up to match his. "Percy!" I screamed, searching for a way out of my prison.

"It's all your fault, Annabeth." Percy croaked, blood dripping from his mouth onto the floor.

My heart caught in my chest, prickly goosebumps covering my arms. "No—"

Percy's green eyes flashed with dark rage. "You're fault!" He screamed, spitting blood all over the glass between us.

He began to pound on the window, trying to break through, his face melting away into an enraged zombie's.

I couldn't breath. I took a step backwards, hitting the glass wall behind me.

"If it weren't for you I'd be safe, Annabeth." Zombie Percy jeered, splattering blood all over the walls and floor.

The glass prison began to fill with blood, thick blood that churned into a swirling mixture at my feet.

I screamed, looking up at Percy.

He was gone.

"Per—Percy?" I stammered, looking left and right, my heart pounding in my chest.

The blood kept filling beneath me, now reaching my knees.

I tried to move, but I couldn't. I was stuck, the blood forcing me to stay still.

"Percy!" I pleaded, searching for a way out of the glass prison.

"Annabeth…"

I looked down and screamed as Percy's severed head bobbed up and down in the pool of blood that was now at my waist.

"YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT! YOUR FAULT!" He roared, his face starting to crack and fall apart.

I tried to scream, but my voice got caught in my throat, strangling me to silence.

The blood reached up to my face and drenched me, dragging me into the thick, sludgy blood.

I choked as Percy's words echoed around me in the blood, taking punches wherever they could.

Percy...

Lights flashed around me. Hushed voices spoke, echoing around my ears.

"Is she going to be okay?"

"Oh my God, what will she do when she finds out—"

"She'll murder us, that's what. She won't be able to take it—"

"No shit, Leo. Percy meant a lot to her."

"Means a lot to her. He's not dead, Piper."

"I saw him fall—"

"You don't know what you saw. Hell, I don't know what I saw."

"Guys, I think she's waking up—"

I groaned, struggling to open my eyes.

I felt like I'd been hit with a sledgehammer.

Utterly exhausted and broken.

"Annabeth, can you hear me? It's Jason."

A warm hand slipped into mine, squeezing mine once.

Percy?

I opened my eyes to see not Percy, but Jason, his eyebrows scrunched together with worry.

"Where's-Where's Percy?" I croaked, my throat scratchy and dry like sandpaper.

I tried to sit up, but my arms wouldn't hold up. My whole body felt like jello.

I got a view of my right hand and saw why. A white bandage was tightly wrapped around it, lightly stained with blood.

Jax.

"Easy, Annabeth." A different blonde kid knelt by my side, slipping a pillow underneath my head. "You've been through a lot."

He looked like some sort of a teenage doctor, with a stethoscope tangled around his neck and a doctor's mask tucked into his white coat pocket.

His voice seemed soothing, but I didn't want soothing. I wanted Percy.

I shook my head, trying to sit up again. "Where's Percy?" I asked, finally succeeding in sitting up.

No one answered.

Piper bit her lip and glanced down at the floor. Leo just gave me a look like his dog just died. Jason clenched his jaw, his expression conflicted.

My dream...

I pulled my hand away from Jason's and kicked away the covers of the bed.

The blonde doctor rose to his feet, reaching out to help me.

I shot him a glare, stopping him in his tracks. "Don't."

Jason winced. "Annabeth—"

"Tell me where he is." I snarled, my heart racing.

If my dream was true...

"Annabeth, he—he sacrificed himself to save you." Piper exclaimed, taking a step backwards as I turned my focus on her. "He saved your life."

The whole room went silent. The dripping of water falling onto the roof above us could be heard as clear as day.

No, no, no, this couldn't be happening.

My knees gave away beneath me, my heart plummeting because I knew those words were true.

And it was all my fault, just like in my dream.

If it hadn't been for me, Percy would be alive.

I let out a sob as Jason caught me, wrapping his arms around me.

Percy was...gone. Just like that.

The others cleared the room, leaving Jason and I alone.

I was never close with Jason, but at that moment, he was the only person that could comfort me.

I quickly wiped my tears away. I refused to cry in front of Jason.

"Annabeth, we don't know that he's gone." He said softly, setting his gentle hands on my shoulders.

I scrunched my eyebrows together, looking up at Jason, puzzled. "I thought Piper said—"

Jason shook his head, a hopeful smile tracing across his lips. "None of us actually saw him get hurt. There's still a chance that he's out there, fighting to get to us."

I felt like he'd just slapped me across my face. "You mean you left him there?" I asked, taking a step away from Jason, whose eyes widened.

"No! There wasn't enough—"

The door flung open, revealing a tall woman with dark chocolate brown hair in two tight braids and silver eyes that shone like moons. She had striking features, but looked like someone you definitely wouldn't want to mess with. A gun hung at her waist, ready for use.

Jason and I glanced at each other with matching looks of confusion.

I resumed my stern glare, crossing my arms and keeping my guard up as I studied the woman, wondering if she could be trusted.

The woman's piercing silver eyes flickered between Jason and I. "Thalia's brother?" She asked, turning her gaze to Jason, who nodded, although he looked ready to fight if he needed to.

"And Annabeth Chase?" The woman's silver eyes flashed to me, swirling with sudden interest.

I instinctively reached for my dagger, which wasn't there. I'd lost it in that stupid prison.

Where Percy could be getting tortured right now. Or worse…

The woman's lips lifted into a half smile. "There's no need for weapons right now, although I admire your bravery." She said, eyeing my bandaged right hand.

I let my hand drop to my side. "Are you in charge of this place?"

The woman nodded. "I'm Artemis. Welcome to Camp Survivor."

—

"Every survivor has a place in Camp Survivor." Artemis explained as we walked down a long hallway with white walls speckled with dust. Her combat boots clacked against the floor. "Well, every survivor that follows the rules." She added, glancing back at Jason and I with a stern look.

I was too entranced with the design of the facility to notice. The whole facility was designed to keep the zombies out and the survivors safe.

Metal covered hallways connected six different metal buildings, all guarded by men and women holding large guns, positioned outside the front doors, near the back entrances, and throughout the hallways.

"Where are our friends?" Jason asked, turning his gaze away from a row of guns aligned on the wall. His eyes met mine and I could tell we were both thinking the same thing: could this place really be trusted?

"Exploring their rooms, as you will in a few moments." Artemis replied, turning a corner.

Jason and I glanced at each other before following.

I still didn't trust her, but it's not like we had much of a choice.

I had to play along in order to save Percy.

"Do you send out search missions for survivors?" Jason asked suddenly, as if he'd read my mind.

Artemis hesitated, slowing to a stop as she turned around, her eyes catching mine. "You're talking about your friend that you lost in the facility, aren't you?" She asked, her eyebrows lowering in concern. "I'm sorry, Annabeth, but he's gone."

I clenched my fists, shaking my head at Artemis. "No. He can't be." I looked at Jason, who also looked angry.

"What if he's not?" He demanded, looking up at Artemis, who hesitated.

I already knew it: they weren't going to waste their time searching for Percy.

"We can't spend lots of supplies and time going back to a place where you barely survived." Artemis explained, her silver eyes focused on me.

She shook her head and began walking again. "You're just teens. You shouldn't have to deal with this shit." She muttered, glancing back at Jason and I.

I felt a twinge of anger, my hands twitching restlessly. I knew Artemis didn't mean to offend Jason and I, but I couldn't help but feel pissed.

Just teens.

I'd grown up with that phrase my whole life.

You're just a girl.

You're just a dumb blonde.

You're just some popular cheerleader.

Excuses. All of them.

I was more than that. More than just some cheerleader.

And I was not a dumb blonde.

My mind set, I turned to Jason, who seemed to be deep in thought, his eyebrows all scrunched up as he stared off into the distance. "I'm not staying here." I said slowly, knowing what I had to do.

Jason snapped out of his trance. "What?" He asked, giving me a confused look.

I shook my head. "I have to find Percy. And I have to find him tonight."

Hopefully my friends would agree.