Boat ride #64

“I’m not waiting,” you grumble, feeling impatient. “I’ll scout the shore.”
You dash off into the trees before either of your companions can respond.
Creeping through the forest, you make your way along the waterline, looking for any signs of a boat.
You’re in luck!
In the distance, you see a small boat tied to a tree overhanging the water. You also see someone hunched over, inspecting it.
Got you—you devil!
Kneeling down to pull your boot knife, you hear the snap of leaves behind you.
“About time you got here,” you whisper.
“Yes it is,” answers a deep voice.
Before you can turn around, you are hit from behind.


You awake to the sound of water all around.
You’re tied up and gaged, sitting in the middle of a boat. You open your eyes in time to see Dorbane’s body being pushed overboard!
You struggle and fight, but it’s no use—the ropes are too tight. Where’s Valda, your mind races. You scream, but the sound is muffled by the rag in your mouth. You look around you, panicked.
“You wonder where the girl is,” says the soldier. He nods as he sits back down, “I understand.” There’s a peaceful expression on the scar-riddled face. “Convenient that the tools we had stashed as a back up plan, turned out to be just what I needed to dispose of three do-gooders.”
He smiles as he grabs you by the throat.
You’re lifted and shoved over the side of the boat…and into the cold water. The rope around your ankle is tied to a milestone.
You sink to the bottom of the lake.
You struggle for as long as you can.


The last thing you see is Valda’s body anchored next to yours.
Dead eyes stare at you…wide in fear.
The last moments of her life, frozen on her face.

THE END