Will Solace had woken up moments before, and was walking over to Annabeth. He waved with a bloody surgical glove, before realizing and peeling it off by the nearest trash can. The same trash can he threw the phone into. Cause, weird place+free phone? Riiight. He was so not using that phone. He'd like to actually make it to 16 thankyouverymuch. But where ever this was, it didn't look like any place he was familiar with. Then again,he'd lived at Camp Half-Blood for the last couple of years, only setting out into the 'real' world during the Battle of Manhattan. Actually, he was pretty sure that didn't even count. One thing was for sure. Not everyone here looked human. Was that a good sign or a bad sign though?

"Annabeth?" She....hadn't been at Camp. "Have you seen anyone else?" She was looking at the buildings. Course she was. " Maybe we should try contacting Camp?"