Hephaestus frowns. “The fridge?” At my raised eyebrow, he startles and says, “Oh, right! The fridge! Yes, I’ve definitely looked into that already.”

The vision runs through my head for a third time of the day as I tell Chiron. He just stands there, expressionless...

But as soon as I step outside, the heaviness of my vision returns. The others are already gathered, waiting anxiously for news of the future.

I open my eyes to see Apollo staring down at me. “So?” he asks, sitting back on his heels, thumbs nervously drumming on his thighs.

The man sighs, a glint of frustration in his eyes. “Basil Andino, I have been patient with you, but this is becoming ridiculous. I have already told you that you will save the world.”