I took the risk of using my mom’s cell phone to call Annabeth for the second time. I’d called her once from the tunnel but only reached her voice mail. I’d gotten surprisingly good reception, seeing as I was at the mythological center of the world and all, but I didn’t want to see what my mom’s roaming charges were going to be. This time, Annabeth picked up. “Hey,” I said. “You get my message?” “Percy, where have you been? Your message said almost nothing! We’ve been worried sick!”
