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Annabeth POV

Another day of severe concern. I'm getting really tired of this. A few weeks ago, I was a normal daughter of Athena with my brain ruling my heart. I couldn't help but smile at the thought that now my head and heart were equally noted. Because of Percy. Much better.

I was lying on my striped silver and sea green bed. I changed the sheets when I saw Percy's eyes. I smiled bigger. Staring at the ceiling, I heard many scribblings from my siblings working on whatever. I shifted so that I was under my blankets and started playing with the hem of the comforter.

"Annabeth?" Violet called from the doorway. "Hello? Didn't you hear the conch shell? It practically destroyed my eardrums!" I pulled back the blankets to reveal me in my denim shorts and my Camp Half Blood t-shirt. I tied my converse and walked out of the door, tying my long curly blond hair into a loose bun with some stray hair here and there. I waited in line behind Violet and Jenny for food. I was staring at the fire where demigods were making offerings to their parent, when I heard Chiron yelling.

"Out of the way! Move!" I've never seen Chiron so panicked. Then I found out why. Not far behind was Percy, being supported by Grover. Percy was clutching a rusty gray bucket in one arm. Everyone moved out of the way and hushed in shock, staring at Percy. Suddenly, Percy fell down on his hands and knees. The bucket clattered away. He was heaving, like he was just about to throw up. Chiron stopped abruptly. Grover skittered, picking up the rusty bucket. He pulled on one of Percy's arm.

"Come on, Percy. We're almost to the Big House," he said, pleadingly, watching the demigod audience. Percy looked up and shot me eyes that were screaming desperation and helplessness. I was immediately in thought. What was wrong? I looked around at the demigods. Well, at least they don't think he's a fake anymore. He stood up with the help of Chiron and Grover. And started limping to the Big House.

Once the doors swung shut, the camp burst into hushed murmurs. I roughly dropped my full plate on the Athena table and pushed through the crowd of curious campers. I didn't care if they thought I was rude. I had to see Percy. I pushed the doors open. "What's going on? Are you okay?" I sat down at the edge of the bed and took his hand.

"I'm fine, Annabeth," he said reassuringly. Grover scoffed, with worry in his voice.

"Are you kidding? You were screaming in your sleep!" Grover was wide-eyed.

"So what happened?" My eyes diverted to Chiron.

"Well, I believe that Percy has something to tell us." He looked at Percy expectantly. I turned to him, confused.

"I've been having these dreams for a few weeks. I don't know what it means, why I'm having them , or why it's making me sick. I just don't" I looked back at Chiron. His eyebrows were furrowed, while he thought.

"Morpheus," he said plainly. I thought he was going crazy, but then he explained. "Morpheus. The god of dreams. He must be giving Percy these dreams. Or maybe he's just making it affect Percy like this. Making him so weak and fragile so Kronos can invade easier. It's hard to tell what his purpose was." He paused. "Percy, what was the dream?"

He looked around the room, like he just woke up. "I don't remember." Chiron started to think again, his fingers twitching.

"If we have any chance of finding out what is happening, we will have to know what the dream is. Percy, would you mind having the dream again?" He looked reluctant, but he agreed and got under the blankets to fall asleep.

I stayed behind so Percy would have some company. I watched as the front doors swung shut. Then I turned to Percy, who was already asleep. "Everything's going to be okay," I said, brushing back a strand of jet black hair from his eyes, though I wasn't so convinced myself.

The next day

The dream

Percy's POV

I was . . . somewhere. I don't even think I was in a room. So, of course, as the impulsive guy I am, I started walking in no direction in mind. At first, I thought I was in the Labyrinth, but this wasn't a hallway. It was an illusion. I bent down to try to feel the ground. But there was none. I could feel the bottom of my worn out shoes without lifting my feet. I saw a faint red-white glow at one spot. I bit my lip in thought. Trap or not?

After a few minutes of walking, I reached forward with a shaking hand. I felt something cold and smooth, and turned it, creaking. Obviously it was a door, but I didn't even have to open it when I saw the light again, but brighter.

The place was filled with a mist, dulling the light, but I could still see. I saw a dark outline of a rectangular-shaped object a few feet from me. I finally got close enough to see its contents. It was a dark brown-haired girl with grieving, urgent blue eyes. I remember her from somewhere, but my brain was still blank from shock. I immediately lifted the transparent lid to let the girl out. She climbed out with my help, but her hands were tied behind her back. I took Riptide out of my pocket and slashed it to many pieces. I looked back at the container. For some reason, I remembered Luke in it.

"Who did this?" I asked. She started panicking. She was clutching my arms and looked around frantically to see if someone was watching.

"He's here! - have -get out! You -here!" She blurted out, but words were missing, though her lips still moved. Like when people cut out cuss words out of videos. Though I don't think she was cussing. She suddenly gasped.

Someone's hand was covering her mouth, muffling her screams. I couldn't see who it was in the darkness behind her. But then there was something glimmering in the red-white light at the girl's neck. Kronos's scythe. She was dragged away, still quietly screaming. I tried to run after her, but something was holding me back.

"No! No! Let her go!" I struggled with the invisible ropes holding me back. "Let her go!"

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"Percy!" Annabeth was shaking me when I woke up. "Percy, you were screaming in your sleep. Are you okay?" She asked, calm now. But I wasn't. I was frantic. I tossed the blankets aside and limped all the way to the pavilion where everyone was already eating lunch. Annabeth was right behind me. Ignoring the stares, I headed straight to the Demeter table.

"When was the last time you guys saw Katie?" Annabeth's eyes widened, as though she knew what I was talking about.

"Um, a few weeks ago. She left a note saying she was going to her dad's house for a while." I thought for a while.

"Let me see the note," I said, holding out my hand. The boy handed me a piece of paper from his pocket and I unfolded it.

Dear cabinmates,

My stepmom called me and told me my dad was gravelly ill. I'm going to go to his house for a few weeks to help take care of him. John will be head of the cabin until I come back.

See you soon, Katie Gardner

"Everything's wrong with this note," I said, shaking my head. "She curls the ends of her 'y's. She usually doesn't put a heading. And if she did, she wouldn't be so formal as to put 'Dear cabinmates.' Plus, she wouldn't put her last name on the note. You guys all know her, so she wouldn't put a last name." I put the note on the table as they all looked at it. "That's not Katie."

John looked at me with teary eyes. "Then who wrote it?" he asked quietly, handing me the note again. I couldn't figure it out, so I gave it to Annabeth.

"Do you know who wrote this?" She closed her eyes, holding back tears, and took a deep breath.

"Luke."

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