Dear Diary,

They weren't people. They were souls. They drifted past me like I wasn't even there.

I'm sure I look horrible, descendants of Apollo aren't supposed to be in the underworld. And I feel worse than I look...

I wonder what it's like in camp. They're probably going on as usual. Playing capture the flag. Falling off climbing walls. Singing around the campfire.

I wish I could be there with Nico right now. But I have to find him first....

No. First I have to survive this.

I'm hoping to find Hades' castle and tell Hades what happened.

Okay I don't want to drop this into the river next to me, so I'm gonna put this away for now.

~Will

P.S. I'm getting really hungry. Maybe I'll find food somewhere...