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Wind ruffles through Percy's hair and the world is lost behind him. The noise of the city was nonexistent. From building to building, he jumped deep in thought almost slipping off the edge of one.

He contemplated letting himself fall but was able to grab on. Percy pulled himself up and then sat on the edge. His mind was clouded with all these emotions it felt like he was choking himself.

He had hoped that a mission would have helped him work through this. Percy felt like he wasn't high enough- ever since he was younger had always felt safe in high places because nothing could reach him. He looked into the distance and he saw Nagumo Industries.

"You should go to the top, you still love heights right," A familiar voice told him.

Percy spun around to see who it was but no one was there. Was he hearing voices again Percy thought.