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by Jason Grace walked into the Fifth Cohort Barracks and found his old bunk. He smiled and sat down, realizing how much he had missed this place. But there was a feeling of doubt, there was something about Camp Half-Blood that Jupiter just didn't have. What was it? Jason felt lost, but he decided not to dwell on it. Polished armor hung neatly over his bunk, which he touched gently, a large dent was imbedded in the golden armor from his battle against the titan, Krios. He was glad he remembered that. He was glad he remembered everything. But until they found Percy, and everything was as it should be, he couldn't feel relaxed. Jason and his friends had a long journey ahead of them.
