THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH Percy Jackson ... - No one's invited.

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“The means is already within your grasp.” She looked at me. “Percy knows the answer.”
“I do?”
“But that’s not fair,” Annabeth said. “You’re not telling me what it is!”
Hera shook her head. “Getting something and having the wits to use it…those are two different things.
I’m sure your mother Athena would agree.”
The room rumbled like distant thunder. Hera stood. “That would be my cue. Zeus grows impatient.
Think on what I have said, Annabeth. Seek out Hephaestus. You will have to pass through the ranch, I
imagine. But keep going. And use all the means at your disposal, however common they may seem.”
She pointed toward the two doors andthey melted away, revealing twin corridors, open and dark.“One
last thing, Annabeth. I have postponed your day of choice, I have not prevented it. Soon, asJanus said,
youwill have to make a decision. Farewell!”
She waved a hand and turned into white smoke. So did the food, just as Tyson chomped down on a
sandwich that turned to mist in his mouth. The fountain trickled to a stop. The mosaic walls dimmed and
turned grungy and faded again. The room was no longer any place you’d want to have a picnic.
Annabeth stamped her foot. “What sort of help was that? ‘Here, have a sandwich. Make a wish. Oops,
I can’t help you!’Poof!”
“Poof,” Tyson agreed sadly, looking at his empty plate.
“Well,” Grover sighed, “she said Percy knows the answer. That’s something.”
They all looked at me.
“But I don’t,” I said. “I don’t know what she was talking about.”
Annabeth sighed.“All right. Then we’ll just keep going.”
“Which way?”I asked. I really wanted to ask what Hera had meant— about the choice Annabeth
needed to make. But then Grove and Tyson both tensed. They stood up together like they’d rehearsed it.
“Left,” they both said.
Annabeth frowned. “How can you be sure?”
“Because something is coming from the right,” Grover said.
“Something big,” Tyson agreed. “Ina hurry .”
“Left is sounding pretty good,” I decided. Together we plunged into the dark corridor.
SEVEN
TYSON LEADS A JAILBREAK