The Curse of Gold II: The Curse Lives On

Chapter 2: The Journey

           At her apartment in Madrid, Alana wakes up to the usual sounds of the city -- cars honking, people yelling, and restaurant owners ringing their small bells. She enjoyed these sounds. The sounds would always tell her that it was a new day. Alana had gotten up and done her routine before she went out.

           Alana loved trench coats; of course, she wore her favorite. Walking down the stairs, she saw Lewis in his car, ready to pick her up.

           "A wonderful morning to you, Alana!" Lewis blithely said to Alana after she had opened the car door."

           "A wonderful morning to you, too."

           "So, are you ready? We can't even catch a break from work. We need a week for ourselves."

            "Come on, Lewis. It has been four months since our last trip. Those four months were fair," Alana cried.

            "Fine. But this new mission should be quick."

              Lewis had started the car and began to drive to the base. Their destination was an oil rig. But it wasn't just any regular oil rig. It was a disguise. It was a ghost rig -- no workers, no one operated the facilities, and no electricity. Albeit it was an abandoned rig, underwater stationed a whole base. The oil rig was suspiciously close to Navatheas, of course, to monitor the Sibylline island.

              Alana fell asleep during the trip. Lewis, as cheesy as he was, turned on Alana's favorite song -- 'You' by Jane J. Jones. It awoke Alana from her sleep. She wanted to pretend that she was still asleep to keep the song playing. But Lewis noticed her slight movements, so he switched the song on the radio.

             "Come on! I liked that song!" Alana said.

             "Oh, but you have to be asleep."

             "But that's unfair!"

              "Fine," Lewis had said before he changed the song.

              The couple relished Alana's favorite song for the rest of the trip before arriving at the outpost. Five guards had inspected the couple's car before they let them in. As they got out of the car, Captain Fernando greeted them.

              "Greetings, Alana!"

              "Captain Fernando, it's nice to meet you again. It had been long since we met!"

              "Aye, aye. Enough with the pleasantries. It's time to get on the boat."

             Captain Fernando escorted Lewis and Alana to the oil rig with a motorboat. Its engine had been loud, which prevented the trio from talking. Alana had glanced over the pellucid waters of the ocean before they arrived shortly at the rig.

             When they arrived at the middle of the rig, the water began to drain. As they had sunk into the abyss, the vault door from above closed. It prevented any sunlight from illuminating the hole. They sank.

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