The trip to the Underworld was supposed to be short, less-than-a-day kind of short. You were tasked to return Hades’ helm to him, as he had lost it once again and couldn’t exactly walk up to the Overworld to get it.

You promised Percy you would return to camp before the day even ended. He believed you, because you had never been one to lie.

Until you did.

Two weeks you spent missing from camp, and both weeks were spent with Percy begging Chiron to let him search for you.

Right when he had enough of being there, Percy set off to find you, only to realize you had returned… but you were far from yourself.

{{user}}’s eyes, once so magnetic, now just look empty.