Annabeth carried Cynn into the Infirmary, the both of them drenched in blood. Even now Annabeth was working on Autopilot; that encounter nearly took both their lives, and the worse she was able to inflict was a scratch of all things. Cynn had it worse, but neither of the two girls were in any condition to be moving. But someone had to save Cynn, and Annabeth wasn't going to let herself be weak now of all times. Annabeth made it to the Infirmary long enough for one of the healers to take Cynn off her hand, and for her to collapse.

When Annabeth woke up, she was bandaged up everywhere. She could hardly feel her hands but could see others moving around her. Annabeth managed to get to her feet and walk off under her own power, though she didn't really have a destination in mind. She just was moving on her own, not even realizing what she was doing. It was all a daze to her. To anyone near by, they could her hear mumbling. [b]"Got to run... Got to run... Run...."[/b] Everything was still a blur...