Chapter 7: Geraldine needs Therapy
"Where did you get that dagger," Geraldine squeaked in horror as Annabeth sat upright. The blade was still dripping in blood and glinted in the faint light of the room.
Annabeth stared at Geraldine with a loss of words.
"Just go to sleep Geraldine." she whispered a little more sinisterly than she meant. "Sleep."
Geraldine whimpered and covered her face with her hair.
"Hang in there Geraldine."
