Could this day get any wierder? Harry woke up and stared at the infirmary ceiling. He looked through the columns supporting the roof. This building has no walls! he thought. It was night time now and raining, but this whole place was dry. Harry turned on his side and saw twelve large different colored cabins surrounded by smaller cabins. There was no one outside and the lights inside the cabins were out, He figured that it must be pretty late, but the lights in the infirmary were still on. Harry tried to review what happened today in his head: Harry woke up in an unknown place across from a guy who looked strangely familiar to him. He didn't remember anything about himself. And then the scar-head kid carried him off the lot. That's it. That's all that happened before he woke up in the infirmary. It wasn't alot, but it affected him a great deal. Harry looked at the beside table and grabbed a mug off of it. inside, was a thick yellow liquid like honey. It smelled awful but he took a sip. He spit it out with such force it might have been able to take an eye out.

"Merlin's beard! What was that!" Harry had no idea where that first part came from

"Its ambrosia, Percy," Harry sat upright at the sight of a horse with a man's torso, head, and arms walking, or trotting, in. "You took quite a bash to the head there. I'm not surprised you don't remember you like ambrosia."

Percy. That must be my name.

"That nice Sebastian boy with the glasses brought you here" the horse man continued

Sebastian. Glasses. Scar-head.

"And in case you've forgotten anything else, You're Percy Jackson, Demigod and son of Poseidon. This is Camp Half-Blood, a place to train demigods. You have a brother cyclops named Tyson. You have saved the world on countless occasions. I'm Chiron, a centaur and camp director. does any of this ring a bell?"

Harry didn't answer for several minutes. He just sat there trying to take it all in.

"No" he answered

"I thought so. I have some business to attend to, so you better get some rest, Percy." Chiron said the name in such a tone it almost sounded sarcastic. He turned away and began to walk out of the infirmary.

"By the way," he asked without turning back around. "Just in a point of interest, who is Merlin?"

Harry thought about it

"No idea" he responded