(Jason's POV)
Everything happens at once and in slow motion.
Caroline moves. I see her lunge toward Charlie before my brain can process what she's doing.
"Caroline, wait—"
Too late. She's already crossing the space. Already grabbing Charlie. Already yanking him away from Helen.
Helen stumbles. Arms windmilling. Knife clattering to the floor.
Caroline has Charlie. Pulls him against her chest. Rips the blindfold off.
"Mama!" Charlie's voice. Relief and terror mixed together.
"Mama's here. I've got you, baby. I've got you—"
Then I see it.
The floor beneath Caroline's feet. Old wood. Rotted through from years of ocean spray and neglect.
It's cracking.
"CAROLINE!"
She looks back.
The board cracks. Splits down the middle.
Her foot goes through.
I see her face change. See realizat
