I woke up in a dark room built using bricks and looking like it was going to collapses on me any second. A dungeon, I thought. I looked around but I could not find Annabeth.

In front of me was a skinny corridor leading into the darkness.

"Annabeth!" I shouted, to my surprise, I heard a voice somewhere to my left.

"Percy!" The voice was weak, "Help me!"

"I am coming," I yelled, "stay where you are,"

I stood up and walked straight into the pitch-black ebony.

At first, everything was fine.

I walked for some time as the tunnel got shorter and shorter, just when it looked like I had to kneel to go through the shaft, it widened into a large cavern.

The cave smelled of rotten meat and rusted iron. On the sides of the grotto, stacked all the way to the roof is Hermes Express boxes.

I ran over the boxes and pried one open, I found a sword with a slightly curved blade at the top, unlike any sword I have seen. There was a bronze snake at the place where the handle connects to the blade. I found a button on the one eye of the snake, I pressed the button and the blade shrank into just the handle.

I grinned and placed the sword/handle in my pocket.

That was where things went wrong.

On either side of the room, there are two exits. One, on the left where there was a pair of shinning wings, carved into the rock on the ground. On the right, is a dirt tunnel, which does not seem to be the way out. But something caught my attention. I could hear faint crying. It sounded like Annabeth.

"Make your choice, young hero."

I looked up and saw a sickly old woman wearing a white peplos.

I backed up cautiously, takes the disk out of my pocket.

"Who are you?" I asked

She laughed, which sounded like coughing, "I am Clotho, I spin the thread of fate. I govern the important decision, like life or death. "

I looked at her, it wasn't every day that you see one of the fates.

"What do you want?"

"Why, I am here to help you make a decision!"

"What decision?"

"Well, it's complicated, really. You have to choose to go left or right!"

"How is that complicated?"

"You see, my young hero, if you go left, you will find Achilles's armor and the exit for sure. But if you go right…"

"But I need to help Annabeth!" I said, backing away even more.

"It is your choice, my hero, and let me give you some advice: I don't decide your fate, you do. My job is to help you with what you do, not influence you."

"Ok?" I looked towards the left tunnel, sweat trickling down the side of my face. I looked back but she was already gone.

I thought, well, that went well, cursed, and ran left, into the unknown (which will probably get me killed).