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My dream went like this:

The Minotaur bore down on an unconscious Grover, who lay helpless in the grass. The monster hunched over, snuffling Grover, as if he was about to lift him up.

A boy stripped off his red rain jacket.

"Hey!" he screamed, waving the jacket, running to one side of the monster. "Hey, stupid! Ground beef!"

"Raaaarrrrr!" The monster turned toward him, shaking his meaty fists.

The boy put his back to Thalia's pine tree and waved his red jacket in front of the Minotaur.

The Minotaur charged, his arms out to grab him whichever way he tried to dodge.

Time seemed to slow down.

It looked like the boy's legs tensed. He couldn't jump sideways, so he leaped straight up, kicking off from the creature's head, using it as a springboard, turning in midair, and landing on his neck.

How did he do that? I didn't have time to figure it out. A millisecond later, the monsters head slammed into the tree.

The Minotaur staggered around trying to shake him. The boy locked his arms around the Minotaur's horn to keep from being thrown. Thunder and lightning were still going strong.

The monster shook himself around and bucked like a rodeo bull.

Meanwhile, Grover started groaning in the grass. It looked like the boy wanted to yell at him to shut up, but by the way he was getting tossed around, if he opened his mouth he'd bite his own tongue off.

"Food!" Grover moaned.

The Minotaur wheeled toward him, pawed the ground again, and got ready to charge. The boy got both hands around one horn and he pulled backward. The monster tensed, gave a surprised grunt, then-snap!

The Minotaur screamed and flung him through the air. He landed flat on his back in the grass. His head smacked against a rock. When he sat up, he still had the horn in his hands, a ragged bone weapon the size of a knife.

The monster charged.

The boy rolled to one side and came up kneeling. As the monster barreled past, he drove the broken horn straight into his side, right up under his furry rib cage.

The Minotaur roared in agony. He flailed, clawing at his chest, then began to disintegrate.

The monster was gone.

Then I woke up. I didn't know what to do, so I decided to go talk to Chiron. So I got out of bed and went to the Big House.

When I got there, it took a while, but Chiron answered the door.

"What is it child?" he asked.

"Well, I had this dream abou-," then I heard a noise, so I turned to see the boy in my dream.

"He's the one. He must be." I said.

"Silence, Annabeth," Chiron said. "He's still conscious. Bring him inside."