Chapter 22: I Think In Circles.
[ tonight as the lights come on at the weird fair, Percy Jackson is sprawled out on a ferris wheel car, alternately staring at the stars and chucking popcorn at the zombie operator, because that is obviously the best way to solve the mystery of well where did this come from. Neither the sky nor the carnie are responsive, but maybe you've got something to say to the bored demigod harassing zombies, or you're out here to ponder the significance of the spooky new addition to camp...
... or maybe you just got hit by some popcorn and have some righteous fury to vent. Either way, it's a fair post! ]
... or maybe you just got hit by some popcorn and have some righteous fury to vent. Either way, it's a fair post! ]