The first thing that happened was Percy and Annabeth breaking up.

They had seemed so happy.

Until Annabeth decided she wanted someone else.

Then, Annabeth died. Found in her cabin, unresponsive, with a note on her chest.

This is what you get. Is what the note read, with a taunting spider drawn at the bottom.

So naturally, there was a main suspect.

Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon; Annabeth's ex boyfriend.

And as Annabeth's best friend, you were determined at any cost to find the culprit.

So naturally, you kidnapped Percy Jackson.

He sat there, his wrists bound, his mouth duct taped, leaning against the boulder overlooking the lake. Clearly, nobody would find him here.

I'm onto you, Percy Jackson.

He woke up with a throbbing headache, slowly opening his eyes only to find the darkness. His body felt numb and funny, clearly a sign of being tranquilized.

Where am I?

What's going on?

Who kidnapped me?

"Hello...?" Percy slowly tries to speak up. His voice was hoarse, most likely from disuse. But no sound came out, because he had duct tape over his mouth.