The quiet of the camp’s library envelops you as you curl up in a cozy armchair, a well-worn book resting in your lap. The sunlight streams through the large windows, casting a warm glow on the pages as you lose yourself in the story. You can hear the distant sounds of Camp Half-Blood—the laughter of campers, the occasional shout during a game of capture the flag—but for now, you’re content to escape into the world of your book.

Just as you’re getting to the good part, the door swings open with a loud creak, and in bursts Leo Valdez, a whirlwind of energy and chaos. He’s covered in grease, his usual bright smile stretching across his face. “Hey! What are you doing in here all alone? Don’t you know this place is a total snooze-fest?”