"Ah Hermes, it was foretold you'd be here." The first says.

"And we foretell it." The second says.

"I don't know why I'm here." I sit down.

"But we do." The third says.

"Give me the eye sister." The first says.

She takes the eye. 

"You do know why you're here, and more importantly, we know." The first says.

"I suppose you're right." I say.

"You wish to know about Typhon and the war with Olympians." The third says.

"No... no..." I look down.

"Then what do you desire?" The second cuts a string.

Come to me.

Release me.

Help me. 

"I... I want to stop these voices." I say.

"Is that what you want? What you truly, really desire?" The second asks.

"I... yes." I say.

"Very well." The first walks over. 

She raises my head. 

"You must answer the call." She says.

I jump. No, no, no. I shake my head. 

"No. I can't go back there. I can't." I say.

"You must child." The second one says.

"But..." I start.

Just remembering the ravine sends shiver up my spine. I feel the pain in my wound.

"Do you want the pain to stop?" The first asks.

I nod.

"Then go." The third says.

I nod.

"Okay, okay." I take out my staff.

"Go fast. Go!" They call.