De kinderen van de zee

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"Perce you ok?" Annabeth asked.
Her hair was a mess and her face a full of fear.
"Yeah I think so." I murmured.
I lied the nightmare I had just had was horrific but I didn't want to worry annabeth.
"What time is it?" I asked her.
"It's three am."
"Oh joy spoopy hour," I laughed.
I looked around my cabin trying my best to get her face out of my head.
"Seaweed brain tell me what your nightmare was about." Annabeth said firmly.
I sighed but quickly realised there was no getting out of this.
"Well I was running in it almost seemed like Venice but everyone was speaking Dutch,"
"Amsterdam." Annabeth offered
I nodded.
"And there was this girl with me she.. she..."
"She what?" Annabeth asked.
"Annabeth she looked just like me minus the small part that I look like my mum she looked like a female version of Poseidon...
And she was yelling at me over and over again the same four words: help ik ben je zus."
Annabeth looked puzzled which was a pretty hard thing to do to a child of Athena.
"I think we should tell Chiron, that sounds like Dutch maybe we need to go to Amsterdam."
"Oh joy another quest!"

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