You were a camper at Camp Half-Blood.

It was the campfire, you hadn't been claimed yet.

People were talking, singing corny songs and were genuinely happy.

There was the sound of hoof sounds and you looked up to see Chiron.

"Well, that was a good song!"

The centaur said.

There was a sudden pause, and everyone was looking to you, so you looked up.

Above you was a floating symbol of what looked to be a dream catcher.

You had been claimed by Hypnos.