I ran through the maze, searching, searching for her. I shook my head, tears flying down my cheeks as I ran around the corner and there she was. My mother sat in the corner, wrapped in chains. I screamed her name and skidded to her. I scrambled at the lock but they wouldn't come undone. Yelling in frustration I stood up, my mother smiled slightly then her eyes widened, warning me. But it was too late. Grover stood before me but it wasn't him. His eyes glowed a bright green, giving away the real person behind them. Chaos stared at me through my best friend's eyes. It was too much. I couldn't take it any longer. I kneeled to the floor in defeat. Why should I live? I had no reason. Annabeth dead, Grover a traitor, my little sister led cold in her own coffin, next to Paul's. I hung my head and the last thing I felt was the steel of a blade on my neck.