Die human, DIE!! Die nasty polluting person!!!!' yelled Grover. I turned him so he faced me. He kept on clicking his plastic gun towards me as if I was part of the game.

“Nyx’s quasar eyes burned. “Of course not. I would not let my horses eat you, an…”

“A real man's weapon is his mind.”

“This is the trouble with all happiness -all of it is built on top of something …”

“But Annabeth knew that people saw what they wanted to see. They didn’t need the…”