The Delta mark glows a soft blue before the wall outlines something in the shape of a door and disappears in the gloom. The air swept past me, I walk through the entrance and into the darkness as my eyes slowly adjust the door slams shut.

I really hope that wasn't a one-way door.

I walked down the cave-like corridor, there were no smells of any monster for the first forty meters. Or the next forty. Or the one after that. I had been guesstimating using a combination of Fermi's Formula and Trigonometry (math does come in handy sometimes, though I would never admit it out loud of course).

After some time, had passed, I felt the path was unnaturally long.

There was also the odd torch every few intervals. After passing the sixth one did I realize it was the same torch I had seen the first several times, even the marks made on the handle were the same. Marking it had no effect as it would disappear on the next loop.

I wondered if there was something drawing me to the torch and I decided that, one: it could be a trap, or two: it wasn't.

Time hadn't changed much, I was still kind of reckless and so I did the natural thing, and moved the torch out of the hook. It wasn't a trap. It did lead out into a large empty pub. The kind that pirates would come to for after-raid parties.

I wondered if the only way to get out of the Labyrinth was to do the opposite of what Athena kids would do, But I wasn't too sure because Daedalus might or might not despise Athena and everything related to her.

The Greeks in the stories were particularly vengeful.

Though, he seemed to be trying to escape punishment rather than hating her or her kids.

And if he really hated everything related to her he wouldn't have listened to Annabeth the first time around.

Then again, I hadn't sat down and had a conversation about theoretical physics either, so I didn't know too much about him.

The doors to the pub burst open and out poured the skeletons. A dozen wielding metal pointy bits.

They clattered around me, or tried to anyway. I stayed back with the tables and chairs between us.

I was stuck here and getting find a way out. Then the chandelier dropped and from above a hole cracked the ceiling open and sand started pouring in.

There wasn't much to do but panic. I thought of Grover how he would never know where I had disappeared off to eating enchiladas all day crying about his fate and never finding Pan, and Chiron get that sad look he did every time someone died, and my mom.

I couldn't leave her alone with…Smelly Gabe.

The fight was blur after I knocked down the first skeleton and stole his weapon. I noticed the bones flew back towards the spot where it had separated instead of to where they were all closest together. I used that and kicked the next one into the sand. It tried to reformed but the sand pouring out kept its bones from the spot.

One of them slashed me across the back while I was distracted. The others closing in for the kill.

I managed to lift the rusted blade in time to block the next strike. I kicked it into the sand where it joined its brother.

The others were trying to lead me away from the sand and I let them. Lulling them into a false sense of security. That's before I ran into the biggest cluster of them and in one motion slashed their spines and ran for the exit. The sand had been filled up two fifths of room and there was no real reason to stay there. I didn't actually have to defeat the skeletons to leave.

As I ran I poured water over the wound. I was surprised I hadn't noticed the pain during the fight. I guess it had to do with the mental fortitude I had

picked the off from the future.

Dropping off near a dead tree I leaned against the trunk to catch my breath.

The ground was completely barren and the path winded up the cliff, I had no idea where it led but the scenery had given me a clue. I didn't like the answer.

When I had reached the top, I spotted a castle. The doors to the place open and inviting.

It was also a trap.

I wanted to be cautious so I turned around to go back down the path. The path wasn't a path anymore, and instead in its place stood a brick wall. There wasn't any getting out of this. At least none that I could see.

The strange unnatural light came down from the ceiling, shining like the moonlight at night.

I decided to be polite and knock on the next door, maybe they would take pity on me and gift me blue confectionary.

No dice.

My footsteps echoed against the marble floor. I noted the sound and figured whoever owned the place was either rich or strong, because this place was huge. There were another set of doors. I noted the yellow flowers I had been seeing since I had walked up the side of the cliff had been increasing and there was an entire forest of them near the door. There was also a lot of dust covering them and the much of the castle. I guessed it hadn't been lived in for a very long time.

I pushed the massive doors and they silently opened. The blue white light filtered through the cracked windows. There was enough to notice the forest of flowers become a jungle. They were climbing up the walls after taking over the floor. In the middle of the room was the throne and on it sat a man wearing what looked to be a suit, and tie. A scarf was wrapped around his face, his sunglasses peeking out from under the brim of his hat. The flowers had grown around him, and had taken over his seat so it looked to be made out of plants.

It felt like he was lazy, but noted how there was a watering can near him, and remembered there was a small stream of water outside.

He doubted he was dead.

It hadn't exactly attacked me, I didn't feel like attacking it while it was defenselessly sitting there.

I tried to stick to the left side under the windows trying to hide within the shadows.

Just as I had felt like a true master spy and had dreams of finding a cardboard box to hide under and sneak across enemy camps, a voice drawled out,

"You know, "

there was a rustle and crunch,

"it's incredibly rude not to say hello, when breaking and entering someone's house."