Katrina and I discovered this super-secret entrance to Mount Olympus. Maybe if we knew we’d find ourselves tied up we’d have been more careful. We snuck in and were stealthily looking all around. Katrina and I pretended we were spies and tip toed around the halls. We succeeded for quite a while before we hear a group of voices coming toward us. Not wanting to get caught, we ducked into a room through a large, gilded door. I closed the door and just as it latched, Katrina let out a loud gasp. Turning around, I saw what had left her speechless. There was a large four-poster carved wooden beyond a king-sized bed in the middle of the room.