I reached the camp borders. I stared up at Thalia's Pine, wondering where she is in this world, hunting monsters and recruiting feminists.

I opened the car door and stepped out, not bothering to shut the door or lock it, since I can shadow-travel to the underworld in an emergency escape. I moved to the back of my vehicle, and opened the trunk, seeing my four boxes; one box for clothes, one for valuables, one for living necessities (deodorant, toothbrush, etc.), and one for extras. There weren't too large, but large enough to have to make two trips without help.

I wonder how many eyes will be on me. Probably all of them. I begin trembling at the thought. I don't want that, I really don't, but how can it be avoided? I just have to pretend I don't care. I can do that. Either way, I sit back for a minute, procrastinating. This is going to be... an experience, I feel it in my bones. Or am I just too paranoid?