Camp half blood was scattered, but not much. They were all somewhere near the beach, but none smiling. They still weren't over Leo and calypso's death. They were with their significant others or their friends, all grieving, none happy. They were silently crying, with their backs to the ocean. A child from the Aphrodite cabin turned around , then faced back again. Some got up and left, but not for long because someone shouted "look!" And all looked at the ocean, only to see a figure floating towards them on a raft.
I'm literally going to update right now, but sorry this chapter was so short.