Day 2,407 – Island
JACOB SCRUBBED THE hull of the canoe with a combination of leaves and sand, smoothing out the bottom. He was sweaty and dirty, breathing heavily as his arms worked as fast and hard as possible in cadence with the rapid ticking of a timebomb he knew Adam to be. He had to get this boat water-ready. He had to get back to the cabin and the others. He had to get back to Eva before Adam did something Jacob couldn’t make right again.
A rock crashed against the floor of the cave behind him, echoing. Jacob dropped the leaves and peered toward the cave.
“Iris? Cain?” Jacob shouted, wiping the sand off his hands on his pants. His bare feet sunk into the sand and left a trail of large footprints from the canoe to the cave. He arrived at the cave entrance and leaned his head insid
