Last Resort

Everything that needed to be said had already been said. Everything that needed to be done had already been done. 

Granted, there was not much to these preparations. 

Sunny and Nephis were in a desperate situation, and they could only escape it by resorting to desperate means. This was going to be it. They were either going to live, or die. 

Sunny looked at the weathered surface of the Black Turtle's shell as they walked to the shore. The black rock, the green moss, the deep fissures with murky water glistening in some of them… he had spent the first month of the Nightmare here. 

It was a harrowing place — or rather, it was supposed to be harrowing. But, strangely, all he could remember about the dark island were happy memories.