Have you ever wondered what really happened to Atlantis? Did it really exist or is it just another myth within the human mind? Everything from now on will be based on what your mind believes, to believe you just have to have an open mind and let th...
After what happened on the beach, we didn't hear anything from Mina, I insisted to my parents that we stay there, but they refused because of the bad weather. Nick was in the same place and the policemen told us they would look for her, but I'm sure that the search was not going to produce any results, Mina on the beach is a worm that slips into places that no one else knows about. Besides, I don't forget what I saw. The castle, Atlantis.
—Jordan, son. The doctor told us you should rest —my mother snaps me out of my thoughts, I turn to look at her and she reaches over and touches my shoulder, squeezing it comfortingly—. It is beautiful.
She points to the canvas in front of us and I see the shades of golds, browns, greens, blues, and other colours I used to make the great and imposing city; I rest my hand on my knee and a drop of paint falls from the brush. I sigh.
—I had a vision —I tell my mother and she denies slowly, she knows that since I was a child I have had strange dreams that I never knew how to interpret and I decided it was better to capture them in this way. In the end, I always interpreted them too late.
—Jordi, don't overthink things. After what you and the boys saw at the museum, you've been acting strangely. I understand, it was a very strong impression, but the authorities will find that thing and... —I interrupt her, I know I've been acting strangely.
—Nothing is certain, mother. It's uncharted territory and if you'll allow me, I'm going to retire.
I stand up from my seat and leave my mother in the room that was set up as my study, close the door behind me and listen to her sigh. I go to my bedroom, the light that enters is minimal and the only thing that illuminates it are the red LED lights that I placed on the ceiling, I turn on the lamp next to the door and I lock it. I won't interpret this "dream" when it's too late.
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Mina
As I walk to deliver an order, my thoughts are a constant back and forth of questions: Who are these things, what exactly do they want, where are they going with all this, and how much do I really have to do with their world?
I stop and stop all my thoughts that are already a mess, when I stop in front of Coleman's house, female laughter comes through the door, I hesitate to knock, but unfortunately, the door is glass and you can see through it that the order has arrived, as soon as the silhouette gets closer, I know who it is and I don't know what the hell it's doing here.
—Mina. I didn't know you worked in that restaurant, what a small world, don't you think? —Lena smiles arrogantly and I unhook the order from my back, hitting her in the stomach with it and hearing a reproachful noise from her. I open my bag and take out three orders of food, and as I'm about to hand it to Lena, Nick is standing next to her with tension all over his body.
