The car came to a slow stop.
"Sir, I really can't let you go in there," the driver said, voice tight. "The man inside was dangerous even before all this. Now he has powers no one understands. This is not a place for—"
David glanced at Annabeth.
She shrugged.
"That's my uncle," she said simply.
Before the driver could say another word, she opened the door and stepped out.
Her foot touched the ground and she stopped.
She stared ahead.
Bodies.
Too many to count.
Some unmoving. Some groaning. Some twisted in ways she didn't want to think about.
David sucked in a breath behind her. "Holy—"
"He really is a monster," Annabeth said, not scared, not angry. She smirked. "Just like the stories."
She took a step forward.
Then stopped again.
Two figures appeared above, like they had always been there and reality just noticed late.
David's eyes widened. "Am I hallucinating?"
In the sky.
