Would not recommend being swallowed by the earth, Percy can confidently put it as one of the top ten worst things that have ever happened to him.
Right next to being born.
His skin and clothes grinded against the walls of what felt like a dark, narrow tunnel. There was no wind rushing in his ears, just silence and his own grunts. And the tunnel grew more narrow as he fell.
Soon he stopped falling and was just sliding against the stone. He looked up, but it was all that was there was tight darkness.
He couldn't see past his chest. All he could hear was his heart roaring in his ears.
And The pressure was getting worse.
The tunnel closed into his body and he finally stopped, trapped in place. He felt some dust fall onto his face as cold sweat ran down his spine.
"This is okay, this is okay," he repeated to himself, breathing through his nose and trying to stay calm.
