The thirteenth Olympian

Chloris's POV
I nodded and walked off towards the Big House. When I walked through the door, I looked to the right to see a staircase going upwards. I slowly climbed to the top, until I reached a dusty door. I entered and saw a dusty room, full of items. I saw one item that stood out, but it was because of the color.
There was a pink scarf on a shelf that didn't go with the whole 'creepy-haunted-attic' thing going on. I looked close to see it attached to a nametag. It read, 'Aphrodite's scarf. Retrieved by Percy Jackson, Annabeth Chase, and Grover Underwood.
Then I looked to the end of the room to see another door. Once I went through that one, there was a redheaded girl that was painting. She looked at me and smiled. "What's up? Names Rachel, you?"
I smiled back. "Chloris Jones, daughter of Perseus."
Rachel looked terrified the second I said Perseus. "It's none of my business, but do you have a twin?"
"Yeah, a twin brother," I responded.
Now she looked scared shitless, but it was quickly replaced with a smile. "Okay. Well, what can I help you with?"
"You know where the Oracle is? I need to ask it something," I responded.
Rachel smiled. "Ask away."
I didn't know what she meant, but asked, "How can I find the missing Hunters and campers?"
The white in her eyes turned green, as smoke began pouring out of her mouth.

Notes

HA! Cliffhanger. You want to know why the chapter was so short? Blame McDonalds. I had nothing to eat, so I got some plain cheeseburgers with ketchup. I began eating around when Chloris went into the Big House. I took a bite into my burger, and there was freaking pickles and onions in it. What. The. Freak. So yeah, I had to scrape off freaking pickle juice and onion shavings off my burger. Forget you McDonalds. Anyways, next chapter will be longer if I actually happen to have actual food. This is wanna be fat signing off.