"I wanted to go with you." Paul said while giving her a hand up. "I don't see how you are at fault." Paul looked at the clock on the wall, and finally realized how incredibly late it was. Suddenly feeling exhausted he turned to his friend. "We need to get back to our cabins. I'd hate for Mr. D to turn me into a shrub for cleaning the bathroom." With that, Paul and Hermoine walked together back to their own cabins. When Paul reached his bunk in Cabin 5, he crashed on it immediately and went into a very restful sleep.
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The say that demigod dreams are insights into the future. Others say that they are views into their dark subconscious. Either way, Paul hasn't gotten a good night sleep in ages. This time, however, he saw a vision of war, death and destruction. Cities burned, people died, and nations were crushed. At the end of the dream, he saw a tall, armored man, holding a sword. [i]Wait.[/i] Paul thought to himself. [i]Not just any sword. That's the sword of Achilles![/i] Instead of a rusted hunk of junk, the sword looked sharp, and as deadly as the day it was forged. The bloody man looked Paul straight in the eye, as if piercing the veil of the dream. "Thalia's tree. Now!"

Paul awoke with a start. Almost as if following orders, he grabbed his shoes and slipped them on. Before heading out, he quietly grabbed the sword and sneaked out of the room. When he left, he quickly examined the sword and was surprised to find that it was no longer rusted and old. It appeared exactly as it had in his dream.