Lost!

Guys, we just exploded a bus!
Yep
–that was being attacked by demon triplet math teachers.
Oh yeah
Is the whole trip going to be like this?
I hope so!
Hades is sending his monsters after us
We're doing something right
All our food was in there
All our clothes were in there
All our food was in there!
Sit tight
Look, I made an itinerary for any adversary
Drawn from the quests of heroes past
It's right here in my pocket
It's where in your pocket?
Oops. It got busted in the blast
What did it say?
Take that bus
To Los Angeles
We're not on the bus
I know.
To Los Angeles
We blew up the bus
I know!
To Los Angeles
So what are we supposed to do?
Wait for another bus?
What if we blow up that one too?
We're lost in the woods
Somewhere in New Jersey
And we're never gonna make it to LA
We're lost-
And it's cold
And it won't stop raining
Let's just go
No, not that way
No backup plan
No food
No phone
No adult supervision
We're lost in the woods
And we'll never leave New Jersey
If none of us are making a decision!
It's not safe to stay out here in the open
When monsters are hoping to eat us alive
How do they know where we are
When we don't even know?
How are we gonna survive?
It's your smell.
I don't smell.
Dude, like listen, please
Half-bloods to monsters smell like Mickey D's
We smell?
Like tacos or take-out Vietnamese
So hopefully they just ate
Fantastic gang, well
I don't wanna die in the garden state!
We're lost in the woods
Somewhere in New Jersey
And we're never gonna make it to LA
We're lost and it's dark
And I think that something's moving!
And I think it's coming this way
Is it a monster?
It's a squirrel

Dude, are you talking to a squirrel?
Satyr powers. Be nice.
This squirrel knows every corner of the woods. Maybe he can help us.
Really? Cause I think that seems kinda... nuts.

You hurt his feelings. Tell the squirrel you're sorry.
I am not saying sorry to a squirrel.
He's very sorry. Tell the squirrel you're sorry, Percy.
Okay, okay, I am sorry.
What's he saying?
He says he knows where we are!
Where are we?
He says
We're lost in the woods
Somewhere in New Jersey
And we're never gonna make it to LA
Thanks buddy!
I think the gods are trying to tell me they hate me.
I'm getting that too.
Hungry monsters on the ground
Angry gods are in the sky
No safe places to be found
Wanna run, wanna cry
Can't go back to any home
Camp is way too far away
Can't protect my only friends
No place to go
No place to stay
We're lost in the world
And the world is freaking awful
And we're never gonna make it to LA
We're lost
We're just kids
We're alone
This is impossible
Who put the fate of the world
In the hands of
Three unprepared scared half-bloods
It's crazy
So pick a direction
It's your quest
A direction?
We trust you!
A direction!
A direction?
A direction!
Whatever you decide
Whatever I decide
Whatever, dude, decide
There! I have a good feeling about there.
Children, come inside!