Franks POV
He stood in front of a huge medieval castle. The sky was dark, and light shone through the many windows. Frank found himself gliding slowly towards it, and passing through the walls, as if he were a ghost. He opened his mouth in surprise, but no sound came out. He was in a large hall, with a large horizontal table at the top, and four vertical below. At the head table, adults sat in strange clothing. One was dressed entirely in pink, and bore a strange resemblance to a toad. Teenagers from around 11 up sat at the tables in identical black robes, like a -one so much as blinked, like they were frozen.
Frank woke and looked around. He quickly identified his surroundings as the praetor tent he was temporarily sharing with Reyna for the duration of their stay at camp half-blood. Hazel was staying with Nico in the hades cabin, but as Reyna's mother, Bellona, was purely Roman she didn't have this option and Frank hated the idea of staying with his Greek sibling in Ares cabin. The head councillor, Clarisse La Rue, scared him.
He got up and dressed. Reyna had already left. His dream troubled him, though. It wasn't like his normal demigod dreams, because he sensed it wasn't from his world. But frank also sensed that it had happened. He exited the tent and made his way to the big house.
It was a typical day at camp half blood. The sun shone overhead and there was a laid back feeling. Campers were dotted around, basking in the sunlight or participating in one of the camps many activities and classes. It struck frank, as it always did, how different it was to camp Jupiter. There were no formations, the rules were poorly enforced, and it was pretty much completely unorganised. And yet it always worked the way it should.
Frank knocked tentatively at the door, and it opened to reveal Chiron, wearing his #1 centaur t-shirt and a full quiver of arrows on his back. He held a bow in his right hand. Frank didn't know what to say. "um, I had this dream…" as he explained what he had seen, Chiron's face paled, and his expression turned stormy.
"It is as I feared" he muttered. "I must speak with the gods at once. Thank you Praetor." He turned and trotted back into the big house.