In your state of unconsciousness, you could only just make out words, like puzzle pieces you couldn’t fit together before the words disappeared. A looming horse-man-like figure muttering something like ‘Never seen anything like it.’ As well as a curly haired man saying ‘I wonder…no…I sense consciousness rising…we must say no more.’ The horse-man nodded ‘For once Dionysus…I agree.

You awake days later, and a blond haired girl and a black haired boy start to show you around. Percy and Annebeth I believe they were, you think. Annebeth turned to you. So, Half-blood, which cabin do you reckon you’ll be in? She gestures at the enormity of cabins scattered around strategically.