Going to camp half blood

I don't remember getting there.  And I definitely don't remember how I got into a warm bed.  I don't remember a man with a horse butt or a grumpy pudgy man drinking cola he summoned from thin air.  I don't remember how I fell into a beach from a chariot.  Or how the campers rushed to me.  But I did remember the thousands of monsters gathered at the border of the only "safe" place.

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