CHAPTER 3/FORCE OF TWO

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Jose Corea too was lost.....he had fallen into a deep depression...he was half the man he use to be....5 years had passed since his brother's death....ever since he stopped caring about his own welfare, abusing alcohol to ease the guilt of his own brother's death....for he felt responsible....he became distant from people....he could not stand the judgmental looks people would give him...he had become a loner...soon Samuel would find him in the local bar....Need to speak to you...Sam said....Jose was not responding...he took another sip of his beer....Sam stood there wondering how he can get his attention.....IT'S ABOUT YOUR BROTHER....Sam said...Jose turned to face him...mad as hell.....What about him...you too came here to rub it in....that i waas responsible for his death...well damn you!!!.....Sam stayed calm.....please listen to what I want to say...please...this is difficult for me too...Jose shook his head in recognition.....buy me another beer....i will listen...quickly....Sam got the attention of the waitress....Ok....where do i start....Samuel said nervously.....I know what happened to your brother...what really happened to your brother ....what really happened.....Jose was paying full attention now.......listen, listen....i really haven't told this to anyone....but i need your help...keeping his voice a little lower he proceeded......about a week ago....I was pulled under by a mermaid.....this is not bullshit....i swear on my mothers grave...if it wasn't for my fateful knife i always carry with me....I wouldn't be here speaking to you......in your police statement you said that you saw your brother like he was wrestling something...right...Jose shook his head in agreement....well this thing was extremely strong....I need your help to stop this thing....I don't think I can handle this....too many people are going missing without reason and I think this thing is what is taking them.....with the little research I have done...it seems like it is feeding off human flesh.....I guess it figured we are easy targets....we need to exposed them....Jose was shocked...he could barely respond.....what can I do....he said...Well come on mein...this thing took your brother.....you have been living with guilt for too long now..mein..lets get this fucker....Jose put his head in his hands....Wow... your right...I do believe you...and I did see my brother struggling with this thing....but i didn't want to believe it myself....there was a new determination rising in Jose now....he stood up....looking at his friend and said....lets go get that motherfucker...

A few days later they were neighboring towns....asking people about missing persons and weird shit that was happening in the sea...the people kept referring the to the town drunk....they laugh at him....he keeps murmuring...about mermaids...he is nuts.....I am sure its something he smoked....Samuel didn't care if he went looking for the town drunk.......they found him near the tavern.....drunk as usual......can we hear the story about the mermaids Sam asked.....the drunk was more than willing to share his story with his new friends.....of course for a bottle of rum.....this is what we gathered from his story....he claimed that.....nearby here by the rocks...he was diving for conch...when he saw this figure approaching him.....it was the mermaid....but not like the mermaid from the story books this one is butt ugly...he said....grayish greenish skin....bald head...half human half fish....long finger nails....big eyes...I had my knife in my hand...this is what i use for prying the conch from the rocks below.....but this thing didn't get close it was just swimming around me....like he wanted me to leave the area...i was soon out of there.....CAN YOU SHOW US WHERE THIS HAPPENED......Jose asked earnestly....sure said the drunk....follow me...they walked a short distance soon reaching the spot where he had said in the story.........there was the rock.....Sam got closer to inspect....there was nothing out of the ordinary....the waves splashing on the rocks.....they stood there wondering what to make of this tale.....when the drunk said the weirdest thing.....THATS WHERE HE LIVES YOU KNOW.....UNDER THAT ROCK....both turned at the same time...what do you mean...ask Sam......the drunk took another sip of his bottle.....i come here a lot...in fact this is where i live...under that skiff over there...he pointed....i see him sometimes when he leaves...sometimes he doesnt leave for months....but this is where he comes back to...right there under that rock....Sam took out his camera and took pictures of the rock including the drunk......Soon after they were heading back home....Jose was excited.....what do we do next he asked....Sam was very quiet since they left the rock....very thoughtful....almost speaking to himself he said....WE HAVE TO SEE WHAT IS UNDER THAT ROCK.....Jose was stunned....but he knew his friend was not joking.....i have swimming gears i dont use any more....i am ready when you are......with that they continued their journey home without saying another word

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