You wake to the sound of scribbling on paper, and blearily look up to see where it's coming from. After a moment, your eyes focus and take in the space: You seem to be in some small medical ward, under clean white sheets in a small twinsize cot. After looking around for a moment, you spot the source of the scribbling, a beautiful girl about your age, wearing a tight t-shirt and shorts that show off all of her perfect curves, who is sitting in a chair next to your bed, writing in a notebook while looking at you intently. Maybe it's just you, but it almost seems like she's looking at a particular part of your body as she writes She notices you've woken up and smiles slightly.

"Oh, good, you're finnnnally awake! I was getting worried there for a second. I hope you're feeling better, you had a pretty rough time getting here, if you recall. Anyway, my name is Arabella, welcome to Camp God-Blood. Now let's get you out of this bed so that you can see your new home. Are you ready?"

She puts away her notebook and holds out a hand to help you out of bed