Leo had the fire expand around him. Sans went wide-eyed. He started sweating. Annabeth fell from her levitation. She clutched her dagger. Both Percy and Annabeth could tell that it took all of Sans focus in order to keep Leo contained.

And both of them also knew that this would give an opportunity of attack while Sans was off-guard.

Annabeth charged. Percy charged. Shank!

Annabeth's dagger made contact inside Percy's chest. Annabeth looked stunned. "Annabeth," Percy mumbled. His vision was blurring. Annabeth screamed. "Don't… kill them. They're not who you think… they are." Dark spots danced in his eyes. He fell to one knee, the dagger still in his chest. Grover started frantically playing the flute. Vines pulled out the dagger and tied a belt of vines tightly around his chest in order to stop the bleeding. Annabeth got what looked like Ambrosia out of her pack, but it was so blurry and dark that Percy was not sure. He stopped paying attention to what was around him. Everything went dark.

Determination.

In his dream, a memory of Baby Percy was playing itself out. Percy had fallen off his tricycle and his mother was tending to him. "You're going to be alright!" Percy continued crying. "Percy!" She raised her voice in approval. "Stay determined…"

Percy's eyes started to open. His first sight was Sans, sitting in the corner of the room. "I was told not to let you leave. So I have to keep an eye on you. Doctor's Orders."

Percy started to get up. "But-" Ting! "You can't get out? Nope. You can't." Percy sighed. What happened while I was out?" "Monsters and Demigods worked some things out. We are allowed into camp. Made some friends. My brother already has a friendly reputation." "Mind if I look outside?" "If you want to have a look around, I'll wheel you across camp." "Sure."