"Please, Oliver, don't go. Hear me out. You're in danger. Lilly is on her way to help."
"What are you talking about?" he retorted, "please just leave me alone."
"No, I can't. Oliver, please just look at me. It's important."
When he continued to walk away from her, she called out, "Your brother, Ben, he's on his way too."
"Ben?" he asked, turning and dropping his bag.
"Is Ben okay?"
December nodded, catching her breath as the wind blew her hair across her face. "Ben's fine, Oliver, but they're on their way here because you're not. Well, you won't be if you don't hear me out."
"Okay, I'm listening," he said as he pushed his surfboard into the sand and leaned on it.
December shivered, "Look, I know you know the truth about Lilly, but there's so much more that you don't know about us."
