Home Sweet Home
Eventually we win and sit down, exhausted, in our slightly bloody and gut-covered compartment. Piper and Charlie make small talk but I fall asleep immediately.And demigods always dream.
In my dream, bright colors swirl all around me and conflicting flashes of light dart like lightning in the corners of my eyes. A familiar but ghastly voice like fingernails on a chalkboard make my ears hurt. Chaos. Who/what else?
Chaos: I shall come for you, demigod. You shall not escape me.
Creepy, huh?
Multicolored arms reach out for me, more arms than any being should ever have, rippling like water in a hurricane wind. I am alone and unarmed, soon it will reach me and there will be no escape...
'We'll be arrivin' in Atlanta in two minutes. Have a nice day, ya'll, an' Lord bless yeh!"
"Home sweet home." I mutter.
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