Here is my story. My sister Bianca and I went to a school called Worchester, and were at a school dance when the manticore, Dr. Thorn, and Percy found us. Long story short, my sister joined the Hunters of Artemis, died in the desert, leaving me deserted and lonely.
One night, I was transported to a mysterious place. It was dark, and there was a throne that I instinctively wanted to sit in with pride. "Where am I?" I asked. No answer. I tried again. This time, a male voice replied, "We shall get to that later."
"Okay then, why am I here?"
"To learn to shadow travel, just as your sister did at this age."
"If I am to learn from you, then I believe I should see your face."
He then stepped into the light.