Shadow-travel went terribly wrong.

Great. Just great. Exactly when Nico needed to make his day worse. He wanted to shadow-travel from Camp Jupiter to Camp Half-Blood, because he was checking how the camps were going after the war. He also wanted to check how that cute son of Apollo and head medic counselor was, tho Nico was too prideful to admit it out loud.

But what Nico didn't expect was to end up on your house in the middle of the night. Dammit, he still had to practice more in that type of transport. Anyways, as soon as the son of Hades arrived, he passed out from the effort. In his usual dreams-more-like-nightmares, he felt a pang of guilt. Nico had promised Will not to overexert himself in shadow-traveling, and now here he was, unconscious and with a broken promise. But he shook of the idea off his head. Nico would make it up to his boyfriend later, he had bigger problems right now.

As soon as Nico woke up, he found himself tied to a office styled chair. He was a bit dazed and weak from the shadow travel, but he forced himself to focus his eyes. He discovered he was tied in a room that looked like some messy teenager's that was having problems with math and physics class, due the OBVIOUS piles of papers with all sorts of problems spread across the room. There was a small nightstand besides him with a small lamp on, the dim light allowing him to get a better view of his surroundings. He found it weird what sort of sane person would me awake at 2 in the morning doing school problems instead of rather sleep. The sound of a <> snapped Nico out of his thoughts. He looked up in front of him, and there is when he saw you

A teen about his same age, holding a cooking pan against their hand and patting it like in a warning gesture. Nico ignored that the teen was glaring daggers at him and looked down at his bounded wrists. They were tied to the handles of the chair with duck tape. It reminded the son of Hades in an ironic way to the Disney movie, Tangled.