Silencing Of The Ocean: Part Three
I wake in fright.
I am flustered and beads of sweat trickle down my neck and past my spine.
I run, anywhere I can, away. I run to Merritt, surely she will understand.
“You again,” she murmurs, when I arrive. She’s beautiful, apart from a wide scar that stretches from her jaw line to the inside of her eye. She embraces it, wearing wild clothes and vivid make up. I swear she makes that scar look like everyone should have one, and is confused why they don’t.
“Me again,” I reply, shortly.
She stares at my wet face and slowly gestures me in through the door. I barely even think, I know exactly where to go. Down the corridor, second right, down to the secret door in the basement.
“I know what to do. He has given me his most treasured possession. If I can deliver to The Master across the sea, onto the island, he will die. You know it’s the only option. I just have to try to keep him down and stop him controlling me. I didn’t want to take it, but now that I have, I need to use it. He is challenging me” I garble, determined to let the words escape before I am too scared to release them.
“It’s dangerousâ€¦” worry is printed on her body.
“â€¦but I like it.” A wild grin fills her face. “I’m coming too.”
“No. You are too young and The Master has not approved, it’s too risky. You know the rules, underage, no adventures. You haven’t even completed your training yet. No.” I state, although secretly I would love her there.
“I can tell you want me there. I won’t do anything OK? I’ll just sit at the back of the boat. Please?” she begs.
I waver, no one will ever know, but if they doâ€¦
My heart skips a beat and the whole world seems to stop. I slowly rise above her and push her further into her chair.
“Howâ€¦ did you know my hidden name?” I growl, my face contorted with anger. “No one should ever know it!” I’m yelling. I know it’s stupid but I can’t stop. I don’t stop until I can barely breathe and my world spins away.
I am floating. Waves rock me back and forth, in a comforting rhythm. The sun is shining but there is an icy tension in the air, my skin is burning but I am still cold.
He is here again.
“Run.” His whisper filling the air, the world. “Run away.”