The two-hour boat ride to the island seemed to take forever. All I can hear is the boat’s engine and the water splashing against the boat as I move through it. As I approached the point where I had previously walked in my sleep and confronted Edwin, the mist started to roll in again. I can barely see in front of me and now must rely on the compass to move forward blindly.
The engine dies. No!! Please don’t do this now, I need to get to that island. I need to find my children. I go to the engine and start jerking the pull-start to try and restart it, but it doesn’t budge. Then I heard a voice in the wind.
“Amanda”, it drifts off. I looked up and saw a figure in the mist on the boat, almost floating, while it slowly approached me.
“Who are you?”, I asked the unknown presence.
“The saf
