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It had taken the rest of the afternoon and nearly all night by the time Poseidon had dragged Helios to Rhode's door like a lost kitten. He banged on the door, still holding the giant by his collar as if he were diseased. "Next time keep a leash on your property. Don't want it out getting killed do you?" Poseidon snorted shoving Helios in the door and following in himself. "I found him down by Sag Harbor wandering around like a zombie."

Helios had been gone since the darkness had cloaked the city in it's eerie blanket. He'd woken up in a body of water soaked to the bone, bloody and feeling as if his limbs had been stitched back together with a dull needle. The weeks that followed he became more disoriented with no idea of where to go or who to contact. Rhode had been on his mind when he first recovered, but as days followed he lost more and more of what his real quest had been. To get home.

Helios knew where he was now, but he was still a disheveled mess. His clothes were tattered, he smelled like fire, rain, blood and sweat. With the sun gone he was in a daze.