Lost And Found.

The Calling To Nowhere

He was in a white room.  Nothing else, just him and white walls and cold gray cement floor.  He stood in the middle of the room looking around. His bare feet cold on the floor despite the fact that he was lock in a strange room in hospital clothes, he wasn't worried or anything he felt oddly calm and passive aggressive.

A metal door, that wasn't there a moment ago, swung open.  A women in a black suit stepped in and told him to have a seat.  Suddenly out of now where a metal chair and table appeared and the boy was sitting in it, his fore arms resting on the table, his wrists hand cuffed to the table.

The boy stayed quiet and looked around the room.  The woman sat opposite of him.  She looked the boy in the eyes and smiled.  What she saw pleased her.  She saw a broken boy with innocents in his white eyes.  He was eager to please.  And he had no clue of who he was.

"Well, hello Perseus." She said.  He looked at her and gave her his kind smile and  gave a small wave.

The woman had blond hair pulled tightly in a bun.  Her eyes were a peircing grey.  Her skin pale and her suit dark.  She was obviously someone high on the rank scale.

"How do you feel?"  She asked and gestured to him.  He nodded his answer with a pleasant smile on his face.

"May I see you're back?" The boy took a moment then nodded slowly.   The woman stood up and moved behind him.

When she escaped his view, the scene changed.  Now the boy was running, his jet black hair filling with air as he ran.  He heard his heart thumping in his chest and dogs barking in the woods behind him.  His breath raked through his lungs and his chest heaved as he ran.

His paper hospital clothes were torn to shreads from the thorn bushes and sticks.  His cheek was cut as well as his arms and legs. As he ran a tranq dart hit the back of his neck and he stumbled.  After quickly regaining his balance he countinued to run.  He pulled the dart from his neck and threw it just before jumping off a cliff.

The scene changed once more and it was nothing but darkness.  He didn't see himself or anyone else.  But he heard someone.

"Percy." A woman said.  She said it in a comforting way that made him feel safe.

"Percy," she repeated "Percy, find me. I can save you from what is to come. I can help you save your camp, your friends.  Your family."

"Find me Percy." She said again. "Find me."
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Percy bolted up right in his bed, cold sweat beaded on his forehead.  His breathing as heavy as it was in his dream.  His eyes darted around as he collected his bearings.

He saw empty buncks and night stands.  The reflection of light bounced off water and danced on the walls.  The floor was an abolone and a small water fountain trickled in one corner.

He gasped and looked down at him self.  He was still in his pjamas and he had no new cuts.  He touched his face and felt no  cut. Crossing his legs he rested his elbows on his knees, his head in his hands.  The strange woman's words echoing in his ears.

The camp is in danger.  He thought.  I have to find that woman.  But what if it's a trap? Then the morning conch shell interrupted his thoughts.

Jumping out of bed he pulled on his jeans and camp t-shirt.  He grabbed riptide of his night stand and dropped the pen into his pocket and left his cabin.

He swore to figure this out later.

Yeah it's short but hey what can I say?  Hope you enjoyed the first chapter!!