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[hr]As the sun began to rise over the quiet and serene shores of Long Island, light shone through the infirmary windows. A girl lay on on of the few empty beds, sprawled across the freshly made sheets with her hands resting under the pillow. She had promised herself she would only lay down for a minute, to regain a little sleep after the tiring festivities of the previous night. 
Then she fell asleep.
Her eyes flickered open, noticing the morning rays of sun, pulling her out of her slumber. She pulled herself off the be, taking a quick glance around the room. The rest of the beds were filled with other campers, even with some wound, some were simple ones, others needed a bit more help. Lyre had been in there the whole night, tending to every kind of wound she had the honor to help out on. 
It was normal for the night after capture the flag to have quite a few injuries, but last night's seemed to have a bit more. It seemed normal to those who were older, having gone through too many fights to count to protect their camp, but it still seemed like something odd was happening. 
Despite that, breakfast still seemed to be running smoothly as many other campers began the trek to the pavilion. Lyre joined the walk, staying to the side. Even she was curious to hear Chiron's explanation for last night. 
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kind of long but here you go! jump right on into it!
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