(Back to normal time...)

I woke up expecting to be in the house Percy and I share, with him beside me. What I found instead was not even close. I woke up gagged, lying on the floor, with chains on my legs, hand and around my waist. they were all connecting to a little corner off the stone room. Little parts of memory started coming back to me like a puzzle. Percy!! that was all I could think about. I decided that in order to go help him I would have to get out of this place first. I looked around the room, searching for anything that might help me. As I looked around I saw something glimmering in the corner. I turned back to that corner to see what looked like a video camera and a microphone. Why it was there, I had no idea but I hoped I wouldn't be there long enough to figure out.
I continued analyzing the room when I saw a big rock. There seemed to be a stain around it but I had no idea from what. I tried standing up, but the second I tried getting up I cried out and fell hard to the ground. I looked down on my body. There were small gashes, big ones, scratches and cuts. I KNOW that before I passed out I didn't have these scars. Instead of getting up I just extended my arm. I grabbed the rock. I stopped and stared at it.
What was it that the leading monster had said? something about a new method of torture... but he said it right after Percy said he would rather die than see me in pain! The rock must have been one of the causes of my scars and the stain was blood! The camera and microphone were for televising and broadcasting the torture to Percy! Everything started making sense, but one thing still hadn't made sense to me. I had so many cuts that I should've been dead from blood loss already. I searched my surroundings more cautiously this time. I found a container with nectar and ambrosia in there. THEY WANT ME ALIVE. I'M PERCY'S TORTURE.

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