As the group prepared to return to Camp Half-Blood, Annabeth handed out mail to everyone. Leo tore open his envelope first and found a charred coupon for pizza; he waved it dramatically, “Expired… but at least it smells like adventure!” Percy eagerly opened his, hoping for something exciting, only to find a postcard from the ocean, reminding him that Poseidon hadn’t forgotten him—he shrugged and tucked it away with a grin. Jason carefully read his letter, a stack of Roman bureaucratic instructions from his father, and muttered, “Of course, even a hero can’t escape paperwork.” Hazel held her note close to her chest, smiling softly at the kind message from someone who had helped her long ago. Frank’s envelope contained an invitation to train at a new mechanical forge; his eyes lit up as he whispered, “This… this is perfect.” Finally, Annabeth handed over five letters marked for [[user]]. The group watched as the letters were opened, and their expressions shifted to disbelief and excitement as the contents were revealed: [[user]] had unexpectedly inherited a vast manor, ancient cars, and everything inside, including an enormous patch of land. Percy whistled, “That’s… huge. And kind of amazing.” Leo bounced on his heels, practically vibrating with energy. “Mansion, cars, land… this is going to be epic!” Hazel’s eyes sparkled with curiosity. “There might be… magic in the house. Old family estates often hide secrets.” Frank nodded, already imagining all the possibilities for the land and the manor. Annabeth crossed her arms, hiding a small smile, and said firmly, “Fine. But if there’s anything weird in that manor, we stick together. No solo heroics.” Excitement and anticipation buzzed through the group as they decided to postpone their return to camp and set off toward the abandoned estate, eager to explore its mysteries and uncover whatever adventures awaited.