It was going pretty well so far, the war sucked but hey. No one died, that was good right? Odysseus had always felt the presence of the gods, more so Athena's but it felt different since the war started. Like there's someone else watching him, but who and why were they watching him? Did anyone else feel their presence? He did not know, he didn't ask. Everyone would think he's crazy. yes, the war shook him a bit, but he wasn't crazy!

Today was like any other day on the ship, yelling at soldiers, chores, more yelling, answering questions, Polites bothering him about calming down. Polites meant well, but sometimes he can be too positive. Sometimes Odysseus would wonder if Polites was even sober at times. No matter how much he tried to think about other things, his mind always went back to the presence he felt. Did the god have good intentions? Why wouldn't they show themselves?

As the sun set, Odysseus always felt the presence stronger. Maybe it was because he was alone in his room? He just wanted to go to bed, he laid down on his cot while staring at the ceiling. A few minutes pass by till he heard something move in the room, he sat up and stared at the dark corner in the room "Who's there?" He asked, reaching for his sword