World of Olympus
Foster swiftly shutters all the windows, leaving the old infirmary in almost darkness, just as Professor McLaren went beside me.
“Are you sure you’re telling the truth?” He asked, but it sounded more like a threat.
“Yes, I am. What do you even mean?” I asked, but he didn't answer again. Instead, he let a heavy sigh before looking at me.
“You’re not in your world, Blaire. You’re here in Olympus, a world where powers exist.” He seriously said, making it sound like the truth.
“You’re crazy,” I unbelievably muttered. “I’m getting out of here.”
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