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The mortals are frightened.

One of us could quiet the storm.

...But I like it. One of you may calm it, if you wish. If you feel as I, let it rage and we will revel in the power of Zeus!

It's happened.

I'm going to go outside to try and get the livestock in the barn.

I promise, I won't get hurt. I'm durable. I can handle this storm.

I know there's a couple more people out here like me. People to which this isn't the worst that could happen to you. If you could help me, I'd appreciate it.

Everyone stay away from the windows. A tree branch just went crashing in through mine and almost got me in the head.

We shouldn't be going outside, but is there anyone able-bodied enough to put the livestock back in the barn? We'll be fresh out of meat if they stay outside.

I drank a whole bottle of the wine...I feel so strange...I feel happy and sad and angry all at the same time.

I also think I might be sick.

I have taken a knife, new arrows, and a fine bow from the boxes which appeared today, as well as wine in a pretty bottle.

They are mine. No one will touch them.

There is a third box and it contains horrors. Depravity. Sex toys. Are there no virgins in this house? With whom will I keep company? Must I drag myself so low as to consort with soiled mortals?

I will languish here with so little chastity.

Praise be to Zeus I have Aphrodite, Ares, and the vampires. We immortals have such need of one another.

Damon Salvatore has killed a wild boar in my honor. Praise him as I do for his skill at the hunt!

Come, mortals! You will feast!

...

But there will be no depraved sexual frenzies at the dinner table.

I have been stolen like sister Persephone. Has Hades decided he needs a second wife - one to tend him in the spring?

It doesn't matter. I will overcome.

...At least I know better than to eat the food. Silly, gluttonous fool that she is, I suppose she thought pomegranate only exists in the Underworld.

If it is the realm of Hades, I demand to be taken to my uncle. I will tend to him in a manner befitting any man who dares challenge my virtue. Otherwise, tell me where I am and how I came to be here.

The sink is looking like blood central. All of them, actually.

Just an FYI if you don't want a mouth or face full of it.