![]() ![]() But still – what a disaster.Īnnabeth recognized where she was: Rockaway Beach. Hopefully they’d all fled the train at the Fulton Street station. The cars lay sideways in a broken, steaming zigzag of wreckage that reminded Annabeth of a drakon carcass (unfortunately, she’d seen several of those). ![]() About fifty yards away, the subway train had toppled off the track. As her vision cleared, she realized she was lucky to be alive. She felt as if someone was hammering hot nails into her ribcage.
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