THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH Percy Jackson ... - No one's invited.
THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH Percy Jackson ... - No one's invited.
THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH Percy Jackson ... - No one's invited.
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Who will be our contestant?”<br />
Annabeth grabbed my arm. “I’ve got this,” she whispered. “I know what she’s going to ask.”<br />
I didn’t argue too hard. I didn’t want Annabeth getting devoured by a monster, but I figured if the<br />
Sphinx was going to ask riddles, Annabeth was the best one of us to try.<br />
She stepped forward to the contestant’s podium, which had a skeleton in a school uniform hunched over<br />
it. She pushed the skeleton out of the way, and it clattered to the floor.<br />
“Sorry,” Annabeth told it.<br />
“Welcome, Annabeth Chase!” the monster cried, though Annabeth hadn’t said her name. “Are you<br />
ready for your test?”<br />
“Yes,” she said. “Ask your riddle.”<br />
“Twenty riddles, actually!” the Sphinx said gleefully.<br />
“What? But back in the old days—”<br />
“Oh, we’ve raised our standards! To pass, you must show proficiency in all twenty. Isn’t that great?”<br />
Applause switched on and offlike somebody turning a faucet.<br />
Annabeth glanced at me nervously. I gave her an encouraging nod.<br />
“Okay,” she told the Sphinx. “I’m ready.”<br />
Adrumroll sounded from above. The Sphinx’s eyes glittered with excitement. “What…is the capital of<br />
Bulgaria?”<br />
Annabeth frowned. For a terrible moment, I thought she was stumped.<br />
“Sofia,” she said, “but—”<br />
“Correct!” More canned applause. The Sphinx smiled so widely her fangs showed. “Please be sure to<br />
mark your answer clearly on your test sheet with a number 2 pencil.”<br />
“What?” Annabeth looked mystified. Then a test booklet appeared on the podium in front of her, along<br />
with a sharpened pencil.<br />
“Make sure you bubble each answer clearly and stay inside the circle,” the Sphinx said. “If you have to<br />
erase, erase completely or the machine will not be able to read your answers.”<br />
“What machine?” Annabeth asked.<br />
The Sphinx pointed with her paw. Over by the spotlight was a bronze box with a bunch of gears and<br />
levers and a big Greek letter?ta on the side, the mark of Hephaestus.<br />
“<strong>No</strong>w,” said the Sphinx, “next question—”