Isobel POV
That night in Maeve’s house, her servants switched on a new electric generator. Which she told me she bought in Greenland city. Here in her room, the bulb flicked, and then off. Two seconds later, it seemed, the light flicked once more. I felt uneasy as I stood under the darkness now. The bulbs flicked again, and I exchanged glances with Maeve. We looked away. And then, the bulb brightens. But now, it stays. Maeve looked into my eyes, frowning. “Leave my room.” I was startled, not knowing what to do. Looking back into her eyes, I felt uneasy. And it grew stronger. The uneasy might be because of her frowning face. Maybe it might be because of her words. Or it might be because of the light flickering again. But after some seconds, the light stays. And her frowning face and harsh words resumeAn airplane landed, and slowly, its door was opened. Amid the people walking down, Helen and Vivian hides behind men when they noticed John’s guards glancing about. They were not sure if the men were John’s men, but Helen had read every face and had told Vivian that they might be the one. John’s men had been there since yesterday, acting like they were a driver. They had kidnapped many girls, and John had sacrificed them to the Melusine. But today, Melusine had told John that Helen and Vivian came back with the flight. And John had warned his men not to lose focus. They mustn’t carry anyone today, and they must bring Helen and Vivian without being suspected or arrested. Vivian snapped words out into Helen’s ear. “They’re John’s men. I recognized some face, they pretend to be a driver.” Helen looked back to see them. The tattoo wa
Arthur wake under an oak tree in the forest and felt like he was dropped from the sky. He sits up and leaned his head against the oak, and everywhere looked blurred for a while. Last night, in the middle of the night, he fell when he was running. And his head hit against a tree. Groaning on the floor, he lost his strength to stand. He then accept the unacceptable, hoping the two enormous snakes would not meet him there. Now, glancing about, leaves danced in the air and dropped like papers. A little bird fell before him, chirping, but weakened, and her mother yelled that she fell. Cool air encompassed Arthur, filling him with strength. He removed his heavy shoes and sauntered like a drunken hunter, finding his way home. A man laid flat, gasping for breath. Arthur walked to him and saw that the man was one of John’s guards. He bent before the man and removed everything in the man’s pocket, gun, cigarettes, dolla
At Greenland village, North America. An old smell welcomed Arthur as he walked through the lawn of trees to the old house of his father. The house they left before John killed his parents and kidnapped his sister. The house, it seemed, it’s over forty-five years now, but it still stands. Though no one lives there except for the creepiest creatures. Lizard stood on the wall, looping its head up and down. He walked to the corridor and glanced about. The door had been rotten. It would fell if one touch it. Snakes darted out and enter a bush that surrounded the house. He stood still, unmoved, and now walked into his father’s rooms. He pushed the door, and it fell, crumbling by itself. Under the sheltered roofs, sloppy floors, and before the stinking dormer windows. He paused, watching as memories of the past played themselves in his head. Something held his gaze
The biscuits slipped from Mr. Eric’s hands as his hands shakes after the question dropped on his ears like sharp stones. Arthur stoops to pick them for him, saying, “be honest, and I won’t kill you. Why did John kill my father?” Mr. Eric coughed. A coughed of half-sobbing, and half-hoping Arthur won’t kill him, and then he said, “It rains when John, Dennis, Galvin, Cooper, Austin, and I were on the same boat that day. We were going to John’s house to fry fish as usual. And suddenly, like a flash of light, a mermaid of two tails pushed the boat to the riverside. We cried for help, but no one heard or even see us. She told us not to be afraid and introduced herself as Melusine. We all remained silent as she waited for us to introduce ourselves. But she continues and said she wants to help us be a billionaire if we would help her. John asked her how out of fear, and she said we would bui
In Greenland city, North America. Helen and Vivian sat on the beach, gazing at the sea in the dawn. Vivian had driven to the city for pizza, ice cream, cheese, yogurt, coffee, and fish. Something for inner strength to wait. She had returned safely from being seen by John’s men. Not long after they had eaten everything, they relaxed their mind and leaned their head on the car, expecting Isobel. Helen envisioned Isobel coming out of the sea with a tail, and as if it was real, she sifted beside Vivian saying, “would she come out with a tail?” Vivian looked at her with a pale face and red-eye. She doesn’t sleep throughout the night, watching over Helen and the sea, maybe Isobel might show up. The moon crawled out and the morning came, Helen woke up, but Isobel came not. And here, Vivian placed her head on Helen’s legs. “I don’t know. I w
Swiftly, Helen get up to look and she pressed the knuckles on her mouth, and speaks under her hands, “This is a real mermaid. Oh, my god. Our phone’s on her hands.” Her words dropped like snow on flowers. Isobel’s tail wiggled amid the blue sea, far off and bright like diamonds under the sun. It moved smoothly upon the surface of the water and undisturbed beneath it. Isobel jumped off the water like a dolphin and then returned to the same spot happily, and this was her first time doing this in the day, for she always prefer the night when she knows no human can see her. Her tail wiggled in the air as she went deep into the water. Helen was stunned, and she remember the night she first saw Isobel when they were kids, and at that vivid night when Isobel wiggled her tail to her from the sea, letting Helen saw her. Here, before the enchanted sea, it takes Vivian to shake Helen’s head before Helen
Isobel POV John walked into the Melusine’s prison, his clothes had been saturated with blood. I woke Helen and Vivian, who had laid their heads on my lap and had slept in this hot, rotten prison where blood stained the floor. Last night, John’s men brought us food, but we had ignored it. Although Helen and Vivian were hungry, how can they eat the enemies’ food here? They had killed all the girls we met here and had sacrificed their blood to the Melusine, which had made Helen and Vivian felt uneasy, but they endured the fear, and stay quiet. Now, Helen and Vivian sit up beside me and we watched John watching us with a grin on his face. And beyond, a noise darted here, it was from the Melusine’s room. Maybe she was killing the innocent women; the virgin, the girls who their parents were expecting at home.
In Greenland Village, North America. Walking under the cool sky, Helen and Vivian glanced about the market, watching every face, searching for Arthur and Isobel, and John. They had left the city with new clothes, bags, guns, and phones. Here, everyone stared at them, for they look strange. And Helen wondered if she can remember someone here. Vivian rubbed her stomach. “I’m hungry.” Helen pointed to a woman selling meat pie. “Let’s go there.” She held Vivian’s hand, hurrying there. The air filled with smoke. And Helen pointed to the biggest meat pie. “We want two.” “It won’t satisfy you, pretty girl,” the merchant said, “why can’t you buy five?”<