Inside Zeus Cabin

Carter lay down on one of the large Crotons and looked over the big white marble room, lined nicely with pale blues, yellows and grays. It gave of a sense of power yet lively energy, but the room wasn't very lively, so far, Carter was the only living thing in the room for now, the others were wondering around camp or something, he stared at the mural of a thunder storm, with a streak of lighting highlighting the back of the clouds turning them a pinkish orange. The deep gray, blue trimmed curtains seem to block the mid day sun, giving the room a eerie , clam before the storm, peacefulness of dimness. The dark ceiling and the strong smell of electricity caused you to believe a storm would break any second.
Raleigh sighed loudly and let his head fall back and his mop of dark hair sway in the air. He waited for a sign of life.