Percy's POV:
Camp is an absolute mess, but we eventually get it under control. Annabeth and I decide to go back to New York and stay with my mom to see how things are going and adjust.
"I think my mom will be here in a few minutes. How are you feeling, Wise Girl?"
"You know, given the circumstances, I could be better," she snapped, "I'm sorry, I don't mean to get angry I just feel so worried"
"I know, but we've been through so much together we can definitely get through whatever obstacle we now face"
"What do you think even happened? I was just sitting in class when a bunch of people turned to ash, it was so sudden and random!"
"I honestly have no idea. But it'll be okay, we'll figure it out"
A few minutes later we could see my mom's car approaching camp. We walked to the road to meet her.
"Thanks for picking us up mom!"
"No problem, sweetie," she replied, sounding odd.
"I can't believe I didn't ask before, but are Paul and Estelle okay?"
My mom doesn't respond.
"Mom, are they okay?"
I notice the tear tracks she had been trying to hide.
"No, sweetie, they're gone"