Sure people were laying in cots wounded and being taken care of girls who looked very slightly green, halucinating again? Xxx Without looking back down, I asked, “Where am I, what are you, and what was that thing that killed my dad?” The horse replied, “Well, I am a centaur named Chiron, this is Tirren, the saytr that found you and alerted the other campers, and you my friend, are at camp half blood. Walking over to a big fireplace with a large fire going as we walked over asked one of the younger kids and he said that we were giving sacrifices to the gods. We walked up to the cabin and knocked. Coments are appriciated. A group of girls walked out of the woods. Well I guess it doesn’t quite fit in with the story, so I changed it and he’s in fith grade.
