I grip my head. I can hear their screams. Crying for their captain in vain. I heard everything. I've sacrificed so much. I can't get the screams on their face. I can't breathe. I fall backward. I stumble. I feel like I have no control of my body. 

"Odysseus calm down!" Meg yells.

"You know nothing!" I yell. 

I don't have a sword. I have nothing left. I'm even missing a finger. 

"Leave me alone!" I yell.

"Kid, you got to take a breath." Phil runs forward.

"Shut up!" I yell.

I kick him back. He slams into a wall, well he would've if Hercules didn't catch him. I grip my head. Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! I can't even think. I'm usually a man of wits but I think I lost all of them in the thunder. Meg grabs me.

"Shh. Shh. Shh. It's okay." She says.

I look down. I want to scream.

"It's okay. It's okay." Meg pulls my hair.

"Okau. Okay." I breathe. 

My breath returns to normal. She reminds me so much of her. Penelope.... Penelope.... Meg. I let out a breath. Meg breaks away from me. I pull my hair back. That was... traumatizing to say the least.

"Sorry." I turn to Phil.

"Don't mention it kid." He grumbles.