Percy P.O.V

They warned me. I felt my stomach contract as I looked around. I was responsible for this. I was next. I felt my body react before my brain. I turned and sprinted.

The dark clouds gathered. I paused near the woods, to catch my breath. I looked back, feeling guilty and fearful. I looked around the woods. The dark trees gathered shadows all over the woods. I wasn't scared of the woods.

Until now. It happened and now I would have to fix it. I heard a wail come from behind me. Ignoring my urge to look back, I zipped past the trees. I heard rustling left and right. Behind me, the panting and breathing was getting louder. I used my last bit of energy to look behind me. Nothing but darkness. I heard the rumbling of thunder.

Despite the situation, I felt myself cursing at Zeus for his choice of time. Finally, the trees parted and I saw the sand dunes by the beach. I burst past the forest and tripped on the sand, falling face first. I scrambled to my feet and ran. My feet were aching and my throat burned. I looked at the mess of sand and wood theat remained from last nights diasaster.

I looked around, feeling hysterical. Where was it. I looked up ad the lightning flashed in the horizon. I heard a groan and turned surprised to see Thalia. She was leaning against the log. I saw blood covered her left arm and a bad scrape across her face. I ran to her and shook her by the shoulders.

"Where is it?" I demanded. She coughed.

"She took it." She croaked then I felt her go limp.

"Looking for this?" calling a sickeningly sweet voice. I turned and saw her.

Red rimmed eyes and torn clothes.

Annabeth grinned back holding the thing I needed.

The Ouija Board.

From Friday the Thirteenth.