![]() Medusa had a special hatred for Annabeth, because her mother (whom she looked exactly alike, just different hair) was the one who made her into a gorgon. We can't do that as statues." she said, her voice quivering. I hate to do that to mortals, but we have to close the Doors of Death. Maybe, this way, Gaea will make her go to Earth instead of staying here. I whispered to her, "Any ideas?" and not to my surprise, she did. Now, the only way we could get away was to run. Last time I met her, I had chopped her head off with sheer luck, and sent her here. I gulped and worried about how much hate she may have for me. I have seen snakes before, heard them hiss, but I've only heard this hissing once, at Aunty Em's Garden Gnome Emporium in New Jersey. She put it in her backpack, which was laying near the laptop, put that on her back, and sheathed her dagger. The magic that lets it shrink and grow must also protect it." I nodded. "Its in perfect condition, even though it must have dropped a good mile down, at least. As usual, she read my clueless expression and explained what she meant. She nodded weakly and we walked over to it. "Okay, let's go get the laptop and your knife. I spotted her dagger and Deadalus's laptop (somehow unharmed) laying only feet away from where we stood. ![]() I helped Annabeth up, and got on her side with the broken ankle so she could use me like a crutch. I unsheathed my sword for a source of light, as it was dark as death. The fall probably hadn't been too great for her ankle. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. I still had Annabeth's hand when we hit the ground.
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