Percy's POV

My whole body hurt as I ran through the eerie woods. I stumbled too many times to count, getting more and more dirt into my bleeding cuts. I got up every time. I knew I couldn't stop running. They were still after me, I was certain. How far away they were, I did not know. I wasn't going back to them, I'd rather live with Smelly Gabe than go back to them. There were so many thoughts in my head. Had Annabeth made it back to camp? Camp! I needed to warn camp and the gods. How was this happening, we had only just defeated them last summer.

The pain from my wounded chest grew more intense. Yet, being the son of the sea god meant I had a simple sounding solution, if I found some water, it would be able to heal me. There had to be water somewhere, but I had no idea where. I didn't even know where I was. I had nothing with me except my sword but that was not much help right now. I couldn't give up though. I had to warn the gods. The titans were attempting to rise again.