CHAPTER ONE: PILOT

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Helicopter blades whirred overhead. Rescue boats with flashing red and blue lights rocked back and forth along the gentle waves of the sea as police officers hopped out of the boats and onto the shallow river bed, rushing towards the burning S.O.S sign made out of wood and twine.

Their voices muffled as if they spoke in whispers, but they weren't whispers. Rather the world around, and the events that transpired were too loud to even think or fathom that help had finally come.

If only they arrived before everything went to shit. If only they had come to our rescue a bit sooner. None of this would've happened.

They raced to the scene "Are you alright?" The words finally formed

"Is there anyone else with you?"

Anyone else? Where? Here? Or elsewhere?

Wrapped in a thermal blanket and taken into the boat, it was finally over. The view of the island slowly disappearing behind as the boat raced forward.

Is it really over, or is this just the beginning?

"Earth to Emma" Max snapped his fingers in her face, calling her back from her somewhat self induced trance "Is there a bird out there that you just couldn't help but stare at?"

Her hazel eyes shot in the direction of Max who was smiling sheepishly at her. She blinked a couple of times, trying to remember where she was "Sorry, did you say something?"

"I asked if you're excited about the field trip?" Max asked her for what appeared to be the second time

"As excited as I am about it, there's like a one in a million chance either one of us gets picked" She paused as she tucked her hair behind her ear "We're more likely to get picked to sweep the entire faculty building than to spend a week at Misthaven Bay at the other side of the planet"

She sighed as her head fell back down onto her hardwood desk.

Misthaven Bay was every adventurer's dream location with its picturesque coastal haven that could easily captivate anyone with its pristine sandy shores, rugged cliffs, and lush forests. The tranquil atmosphere is heightened by the rhythmic lapping of waves and the melody of seabirds overhead.

Inland, vibrant wetlands and estuaries add to the bay's ecological richness, providing a sanctuary for diverse wildlife.

"Well we'll never get to do anything exciting if you keep that attitude up" Max said patting her hazelnut hair "Today could be our lucky day"

The rest of the class chatted away amongst several segregated groups, until Professor Rachel Turner, the head of Environmental Studies, graced the room with her presence. The loud and unsettled classroom became an environment of peace and tranquility.

"As you are all aware" Professor Rachel Turner began to speak "This excursion to Misthaven Bay not only serves as extra credit to this course but it is also a means to escape and relax. All of your essays have been graded and the lucky few have been chosen"

"What are the odds that were a part of the “lucky few”?" Max whispered to Emma making air quotes as he spoke

"Less than 30% but then better things have happened with lesser odds" Emma whispered back

"I have in my hand a list of fifteen students who would take part in the trip to Misthaven Bay, so be sure to signify if your name is mentioned" She cleared her throat as she opened up the piece of paper

"Only fifteen, out of a class of one hundred" Emma sighed, dropping her head back on the desk "forget it. It's hopeless"

"Don't count your chickens till they're hatched" Max tapped her shoulders

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