SCENE FIVE

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INT. METROPOLITAN MUSEUM OF ART, GREEK AND ROMAN SECTION

PERCY enters to see MRS. DODDS facing a Greek statue, growling. PERCY swallows.

MRS. DODDS: You've been giving us a lot of grief, Percy Jackson.

PERCY: Y-yes, ma'am.

MRS. DODDS (tugging at her jacket)": Did you really think we wouldn't find you? That you'd get away with it?

PERCY: I'll try harder, ma'am.

MRS. DODDS whirls to face PERCY, appearing so close to him that their noses almost touch.

MRS. DODDS: We are not FOOLS, Percy Jackson!

PERCY backs away.

PERCY: Ma'am, I don't—

MRS. DODDS: Confess and you will suffer less pain!

PERCY: I'm not—I don't—

MRS. DODDS (sickly sweet): Time's up!

MRS. DODDS grins. Her eyes turn black; the leather jacket morphs into massive wings. Her teeth becomes yellow fangs; her nails grow into huge, ugly claws.

She jumps at PERCY, who dives and rolls out of the way. He lands on his back, breathing hard. CHIRON wheels in, throwing a pen to PERCY.

CHIRON           {What, ho! Percy Jackson!

MRS. DODDS  {Die, honey!

MRS. DODDS lunges at PERCY, still on the ground, just as he grabs the pen. The pen becomes a sword. PERCY kicks her in the stomach, sending her flying backwards. He jumps to his feet. CHIRON vanishes. MRS. DODDS pounces onto PERCY, knocking him to the ground once more. The sword slides just out of his reach. PERCY struggles.

MRS. DODDS: Honey! Don't be difficult!

MRS. DODDS flies into the air, fangs barred. She dives. PERCY rolls over and off of the sword, swinging it as he rolls. The sword slashes through MRS. DODDS. A hissing noise fills the air as she turns to dust.

PERCY (staring at the sword): Yeah. I've completely lost it. Mr. Brunner, did— (he turns, notices CHIRON has left. Scene fades) Yup. I'm insane.