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The harsh glare of the midday sun bounced off the white sands as Percy snapped awake, his sea-green eyes darting frantically across the desolate coastline. The ringing of the ship's explosion still echoed in his ears. Beside him, Annabeth groaned, her blonde curls a tangled mess of salt and sand. "Gods... where are we?" she whispered, her voice trailing off as she spotted a silhouette in the distance. In a blur of motion, Percy was on his feet, his sword singing as it left its sheath to shield her. "Who the Tartarus are you?" he barked, his stance defensive and coiled. Annabeth surged up behind him, clutching Hermes's multivitamins tightly, her gray eyes narrowing as she scrutinized the name tag on you's shirt. "What do you want with us?!"