Hi guys! Here's a new chapter. Nothing very interesting happens in this chapter, so it's kind of an in between chapter.

Also, they are refurbishing my computer room, starting from today so I won't have access to my home computer for the rest of the week. Don't be mad! I will try and get on a computer and update at school or go round to one of my friends and use their's (They have gotten used to me stealing their precious resources. Food, water, internet access, etc.). Anyway, that's just if I don't update for a few days. I have up to chapter 7 written down, they just need typing up and checking.

My author's notes seem to be getting longer…

I became aware of voices around me sometime later. My sense of time was completely frazzled. I wouldn't even know if it was the same year.

My eyes fluttered open, revealing my location.

I stared around me.

Wow.

This was weird.

I was standing in the middle of a white plain, which looked strangely fluffy.

Cool mist curled and twisted around my ankles. My hair blew about gently in the wind, blowing it out of my eyes.

The white fluffiness spread out for miles in each direction, continuing until it reached a vanishing point, somewhere along the horizon. The horizon? Did you even get horizons in the clouds?

The clouds. Ah. That was where I was.

"Annabeth." A child's voice sobbed softly.

I whipped round, searching for the voice.

If anyone was with me on this vast dreamland, I would have been able to see them. There was nothing to hide behind.

No one was here.

"She might be able to hear you, honey." A new voice pierced the silence loudly. I flinched away from the noise, covering my ears. Too loud.

There seemed to be some kind of shuffling, before the first voice spoke again.

"Annabeth? Can you hear me?"

I knew this voice.

Lyra.

"Annabeth, it's me, Lyra." Like I thought, "Annabeth, if you can hear me, squeeze my hand. I'm holding yours right now."

I stared down at my own hand in shock. No one was anywhere near me, let alone holding my hand.

"Annabeth, that car. It hit you."

The car.

Realisation flooded my mind as the memories of the day all flooded back to me.

I was walking. It was raining. Percy was there. And then I was here.

"Annabeth, you're in a coma."

The words shot through me like bullets, piercing my heart.

I could hear a strange, soft hiccupping noise in the distance, but it took me a while to realise what it was.

Lyra was crying.

Everything was coming to me too slowly. It took me too long to realise where I was. Too long to realise what was happening. It was like someone had dulled my senses. Turned off my reflexes.

"Annabeth, he was so angry. It scared me. When they told him you weren't awake yet. He thinks it's his fault Annabeth! He thinks he hurt you. Annabeth he wants to kill himself." The small girl sobbed.

I longed to comfort her, to stretch out my hand and pat her back.

But I couldn't. I was on a cloud.

Then the truth of her words sunk in.

"It's Percy, Annabeth. He wants to kill himself."

Percy. Tried. To. Kill. Himself.

Instantly alarms went off and sirens filled the silence.

I fell to my knees, my vision swirling immensely.

"What did you do?" I heard someone shriek.

"I didn't touch anything!" I heard Lyra's petrified voice over all the wailing, "I was talking to her and suddenly all this happened!"

"I can't stop it. You need to find out what exactly happened before the alarms went off." A new voice yelled over the machinery.

The clouds swirled around me, changing mysteriously from light to dark.

"What happened?" The shrieking voice demanded. This was definitely Thalia.

"I-I asked if she could hear me. Then, I uh, I told her she was in a coma. Then..." Lyra trailed off.

"Then what?" Thalia shrieked, making the cloud beneath me shake violently.

"I-I, I told her about Percy! I said that he was angry. I said I was scared. I didn't know, Thalia! I was scared; I just wanted someone to listen to me!" The sobs flowed freely now.

I fell to my knees, clutching my head. The sirens. They were so loud. If only they'd stop.

My vision swirled.

"Lyra," Thalia whispered menacingly.

I shuddered, closing my eyes as I tried to block out the pain.

"What was the last thing you said?"

I could see the scene in my mind. Lyra staring terrified into Thalia's angry blue eyes and she was shaken about roughly.

"I-I told her about Percy. I said he wanted to kill himself."

"You what?" A third voice boomed, making my head spin dizzily.

"Percy!" Lyra squeaked.

I writhed around on the floor in pain.

Stop. Stop! Please!

"You what!"

And I lost whatever little consciousness I still had.

At the top, I forgot to say my thanks to everyone that added my story to their Story Alert.

So, THANKYOU! When I saw how many people had subscribed I screamed. (It was 6AM, as you can imagine, my parents were not happy…)

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