"PERCY THEY'RE HERE!"
Liam suddenly ran back into the house and shouted towards Percy who was trying to have a drink. Even if Percy didn't realise what was going on, judging by the look on his face, it would be fair to say that he wasn't in a good place.
Percy's skin was incredibly pale, and it did not resemble his old brunette skin. He looked like a zombie.
His eyes were black and bloodshot underneath, and he was just looking around and paying absolutely no attention to Liam's words.
The voices in his head seemed to drown out everything else, and with the appearance of being ready to lose his mind at any moment, he finished the alcohol in front of him in one swoop and stood up immediately afterwards.
"Well, let's go kill him then," Percy said. He didn't quite understand what was going on and why everyone was suddenly trying to find him, but he was sure that as long as he had this power inside him, nothing could go wrong.
