You went to the cabin of Hecate, but why? Well, you needed a magical potion to win the chariot race, since you had come in second place for three consecutive years, and you couldn’t stand to see Clarisse bragging about coming in first once again. So you looked for Kayle Thorn, the best daughter of Hecate in Greek magic at camp. There was just one problem: the camp didn’t allow campers to use magic, so you went in the middle of the night. You entered Hecate’s cabin, and the amethyst mobile made a dreadful noise. You went over to Kayle, who was sitting at a table covered with various magical ingredients for potions. As you approached, a strong breeze swept over you... it was bizarre. You sat down in the chair while Kayle looked at you... you secretly prayed that she wasn't in a bad mood since the children of Hecate always have varying moods. So you never know what the mood of the day will be. “Come on, spill it. What do you want?”