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"Dude. Dude, get up. Will!" Will's eyes flung open to bright light. He sighed heavily and looked at his half-sibling Austin. The look of panic in Austin's eyes was enough to get Will to stop being groggy, considering it was the middle of the night.
“What’s up?” Will leaned over and grabbed his locket. “Not that anything will happen,” thought Will.
“New camper. He’s wounded badly. You’re the best healer here, and other campers need some basic healing.” There was an edge of panic in Austin’s voice. Will hopped out of bed, got dressed, made sure his locket was secure and headed towards the infirmary.
Once Will entered the infirmary, his locket started to get warm.
“The fuck?” Will was confused. He took a few steps towards the boy who was laying on a cot, covered in cuts and gashes. His locket burned, and Will flipped it over to find one word engraved on the back:
Nico
