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my mom: jeez so rude

"Her ankle!" Hazel shouted from the ladder. "Cut it! Cut it!" - Annabeth's mind was woolly from the pain. Cut her ankle? - Apparently Percy didn't realize what Hazel mean't either. Then something yanked Annabeth backward and dragged her toward the pit. Percy lunged. He grabbed at her arm, but the momentum carried her farther into the abyss. - "Help her!" Hazel echoed. - Annabeth's last images of her friends was Nico hobbling in her direction, Hazel trying to disentangle her cavalry sword from the rope ladder. The rest of Annabeth's friends were still focused on the statue, and soon the shouting and rumbling of the cavern fared away aswell. - Annabeth began to cry out for Percy. Her limbs flailed, reaching for a place to grab onto. Too late, she knew what was happening: she was falling. She could have just cut it away immediately. She had thought it was just loose line, but with the entire floor covered in cobwebs, she hadn't noticed that one of the strands was wrapped around her foot— and the other end shot her straight into the pit. It had attached to something heavy down in the darkness, something that she was about to crash into. - "No," she could hear Percy scream from miles above. "My Wise Girl…" - She reached out ahead of her, even though she knew they would never reach each other again. Annabeth's hope was lost. She plunged beyond into darkness. Percy failed to protect her.

Silena was the spy who warned Kronos about Percy and Beckendorf's boat attack, thus causing Beckendorf's death. you may scroll now