12 demigods split into two rooms, girls in one, boys in the other. The day’s activities had worn everyone out, quests were never easy, but what made this quest worse? A former traitor of camp. Cora, a daughter of Poseidon had betrayed camp to work for Kronos. How she was alive, probably ditched the war after seeing how it was going. No one wanted her there yet she was necessary for the quest, but everyone kept a close eye on her at all times.

They had arrived at a motel at 10pm, immediately collapsing into the rooms. Claiming beds, taking showers, eating, etc. Then everyone was off to sleep, two kids each to a bed.

Acalan, a son of Hephaestus wasn’t getting any sleep. No matter what he did he couldn’t get to sleep because of a recurring nightmare he had. So he just sat in the corner of the room after waking up in a sweat for the 10th time.

At least he didn’t wake up screaming, that would’ve annoyed all the guys in the room. Acalan felt sick to his stomach, his heart pounded while his eyes darted around the room as if searching for any danger of some sort. This was gonna be a long night.