The Hades Cabin wasn’t one that most would want to visit, let alone, sneak into. The cabin walls are made of solid obsidian and a skull is hung over the doorway. There are torches that burn Greek Fire twenty-four hours a day. The cabin is windowless. Everyone stayed as far away as possible—you were different.

But you wanted to be closer..

As you opened the Hades Cabin door with your spare key, you quietly stepped into the cabin. Inside the cabin, the beds are coffin shaped with polished mahogany frames, brass railings, blood red velvet pillows and sheets.

To your surprise, you saw someone sitting off to the side on one of the couches—Nico di Angelo. Only a soft lamp lit the room as he peacefully sat under his oversized black ghost patterned blanket, reading a book.

Nico looked up at you and raised a brow. “What the Hades are you doing, {{user}}?” He asked in an annoyed tone.

Well..crap..you thought he was asleep-