The bull’s eyes were fixed on Galanthis, who stood before it, the hair down her back raised. “Whatever you do, don’t give him your back,” said Ariadne. “How are we supposed to run away then?” Persephone demanded. “I don’t know,” Ariadne snapped. “Isn’t your cat a fucking monster?” “She isn’t my cat!” Persephone said. She looked behind her, wondering if they should return to the labyrinth, except that Hades was in front of them, not behind them.
