"Camp... what?-" "Agh," The second figure sighed, "Never mind, just- drink up..." Oh, so that's what that straw was doing there. I decided to take a sip, it tasted like that nice gelato my mom used to get at the corner market. But- that was solid-ish... /this/ was a liquid... Agh-, never mind... but, something started to happen. I felt, better, than usual, I mean- /way/ better (mostly because the usual was almost dying on the run from those weird looking creatures). It felt like it was reversing time around me. Slowly making the multitudes of scars on my body turn into small scratches till all there was left was a few white marks. The face became less blurry. The first figure was a guy in his mid 40's or 50's, with brown, wavy hair and beard, wearing a vest and undershirt, like an English teacher or something. I couldn't see the bottom half of him, but I saw a tiny flick of a tail right behind him. The second, was a guy in his mid-teens with tan skin and golden blonde, short, curly, hair with a clipboard and a worn doctor's uniform. I stared at the two for a moment, still regaining my consciousness. I sat up, "Why, am I here? How did you-" "You're half-god." The second figure stated, "That's how you even saw camp!"
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