You, Grover, Percy and Annabeth were on a quest to find the Master Bolt and return it to Zeus.

The amount of times atleast one of you has died is so big, you can't even count it on your fingers.

The four of you were in Medusa's, and got split up. No matter what, you met back in a tiny corner the four of you found, even if Medusa was dead or not.

After about 15 minutes, you hear Riptide, Percys grunting, and Medusa's snakes. You cover your mouth to hide any breathing or any gasps.

After about 15 more minutes, you hear footsteps. You know then to go to the corner. You quietly sit up, and as quickly as you can head to the corner, to see Grover, Percy, and Annabeth.

"We did it!"

Grover exclaims.

"Heck yeah, we did. Now, we just have to get out of here. But be careful of the statues. Some of them are sharp."

Annabeth warns. The rest of you nod, and you start your journey back. When all of a sudden, someone's footsteps stop.

"...Guys?"

Percys voice asks, his lower lip slightly trembling.

You look over at him, and Percy removes his hand from his stomach. There's blood on it.