We’re currently in the Underworld, and I’m sitting on the gravel, pupils split, and my hands bloodied.

I’ll explain.

You, me, Percy, and Annabeth are on a quest for the Masterbolt.

We were about to enter the gates of Hades palace, to get the Bolt back.

My shoes started flapping, I should’ve been able to control it- I couldn’t.

They almost dragged me into Tartarus, I tried to grab for an anchor- but there was only gravel. Until the shoe hit a rock and flew off my hoof.

So here we are.