Chapter 6 - The end of everything

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Chapter 6

I tilted my head at Unseen, who was lost in a trail of thought, gazing obliviously around the lake until his brown eyes came across and old shed with a sign saying ‘boats for hire’.

“Shall we take a boat ride,” he asked quietly, sending shivers down my spine.

“We’re not allowed here,” I replied, pointing at the sign. “Look!”

“I’m sure we’ll be fine,” Unseen replied in a strange twisted voice, low and freaky sounding. “It will just be a quick boat ride. Nothing much.”

He seemed too get the point that I didn’t like him putting his arm around me so instead he just beckoned me towards him as he began to walk towards the old, battered down shed. As I followed my heart was lodged so far up my throat that I couldn’t breathe.

When we approached the shed it was pretty large, with glass windows and a small wooden door. The edge of the shed crept right out into the water, with boats tied up, ready to be taken out across the lake whenever they wanted to.

Unseen began to grin, trying the door to the shed. It was locked. That didn’t seem to bother him.

“Stand back,” he instructed. Immediately, I jumped backwards a few feet, biting my lip so hard that I drew blood. Unseen also took a step back, bracing himself before charging forward and thumping his foot against the door, kicking it hard.

The door sprung open with a crunch. Unseen had obviously broken off the lock or something because a few pieces of metal clattered around on the floor as it opened. Unseen smiled, entering the building with a satisfied, proud walk.

“Are you coming Sky?” I glanced behind me, hoping that someone would be there and spot me before I went on the boat. Why were we even going on a boat ride? Was he going to steal a boat or something, because that didn’t sound like something an insane kidnapper would do? “I’m not going to wait all day,” he snapped, and, jumping, I followed him into the shed.

He was crouched down by one of the boat, untying the rope that kept it anchored to the shed.

“What are you doing?” I asked, standing in the corner as far away from him as I could.

“I’m taking a boat out for a quick ride,” he told me with no expression what so ever. “Are you coming?”

“Are you giving me a choice?” I asked.

“No,” he replied with a smirk. “No, I’m not giving you a choice. Get in the boat.”

 My world was spinning as I took three small steps to the edge of the shed. Half of the floor had been taken away and instead, the water from the lake rested peacefully there, with the boat bobbing on top. The boat Unseen had taken was the biggest one, and was thin, yet really long. It’s wood was sodden and dark, and it looked like it was about to all cave in on itself.

“Are you sure it’s safe?” I questioned nervously, crouching down and pulling the boat towards me slightly. Unseen gave me a curt nod.

“Safest place to be,” he said.

“Well then why do they look so dangerous?” I questioned again.

“It’s old,” Unseen said. “That’s all. Nothing more, nothing less. Now get in before I have to throw you in.”

“Ok, ok,” I mumbled. When I had the boat right next to me I stretched on leg over the side of it, planting it firmly on the floor of the boat, then quickly, I brought the other leg over and shimmied to the other end of the boat, taking a seat.

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