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That night I had strange dreams.

I dreamt of Jacob, except he kept growing up and whatever the opposite of growing up is. He went from a seven year-old, to a teenager, to a twenty-something year-old, to a fifty-something year-old, and reverse. He looked up at me, his hair turning from blondish brown to dark brown to grayish brown to white and back again. In my dream, I jumped backwards, because his eyes were both scary and weird. They kept changing colors too, but faster then his hair and age. They were blue, then green, then caramel, then gray, then deep brown, then amber, then exactly the same color of sea green Percy’s eyes were, then sky blue, and many other colors I couldn’t even name.

He stared into my eyes. I wanted to run, but I was frozen. He said in a deep and silvery male voice that was definitely not his, “Are you prepared, daughter of Athena?” I screamed and unfroze, starting to run away, but his voice kept following me, like a cloud. “You weren’t very prepared for Tartarus, my sweet. And you weren’t very prepared for the Sirens, either.” He appeared in front of me. I turned right and kept running, but I was getting tired. “You are weak, demigod. My pet will love chasing you. And I will love watching it chase you.”

Walls popped up around me. I pounded on the wall to my right. “You can’t hurt me, this is only a dream!” A column of mist whirled and landed in front of me. The mist vaporised, and Jacob stood there, holding a backpack… My backpack! The one I lost in Tartarus! “Hey, that’s my backpack!”

I grabbed for it, but Jacob vaporised and reformed on the other side of a glass wall. “Is that what this is? Oh, well. I thought it had no value.” A fire appeared next to him. He dropped the backpack inside of it. The flames consumed it greedily.

“No!” I yelled. I punched the glass wall right in the middle. The glass shattered. I walked triumphantly into the room, but Jacob wasn’t there. The glass had been a screen. Two red eyes glowed in front of me.

Behind me, Jacob said, “Welcome to your doom.” The thing in the darkness sprang at me, and I screamed.

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