Chapter 5 - The Stick
Daniel saw the camera.
His stomach dropped.
He’d forgotten about it. He’d installed it two years ago for “security.” His mother made him.
Now it was still recording. Underwater. In the dark.
He let go of Elena.
Rosa shoved him away and went back to the air pocket. Elena followed.
Daniel floated alone for a second. His chest burned. His head throbbed.
He looked up. Through the glass, his mother was gone. He could see only sky.
Then Walter’s face appeared above the water.
Walter. The old man from next door. The one who still called him “Danny boy.”
Walter’s mouth moved. Daniel couldn’t hear.
He pounded on the glass.
Walter jumped back.
Daniel kept pounding. His hand hurt. His watch caught on the edge of the pool light and snapped off.
The watch sank.
Walter’s face disappeared.
Daniel turned to Rosa. She was holding Elena, who was barely conscious. She pointed at the glass.
He shook his head.
Rosa pointed again.
Then she grabbed the stick from the bottom of the pool and handed it to him.
May you like
Daniel took it.
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