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water through my cloth.”
    “That’s…magical.” Amanda blinked in surprise.
    One by one, we got our share. It moistened my mouth just enough.
    “It is. One sip is equivalent to a cup full. That should help for a while.” Tara placed the cloth back into the pocket of her cape.
    I didn’t know how long we were walking, but I knew we’d walked a long way, and what was once a puddle was now a full-blown lake of dull, murky water, leaving us a path to walk on.
    “Now what?” Sarah asked. She had been mostly quiet during the journey so far. Holding her shield and sword in place, she was always ready for battle.
    “We wait,” Tara answered.
    Aaron picked up a stone and threw it into the water. From his position and angle, the stone should have skipped across, but instead, it dropped. Clouds of vapor wafted out where it had sunk.
    “It’s acidic water. We can’t cross it.” Ian looked hopeless.
    “We’re not going to cross it. Don’t you know your Greek mythology?” Colin stepped forward. “We’re waiting for the reaper.”
    “Colin is right,” Zara intervened. “He’s coming as we speak.”
    “You can see him?” I looked as far as I could, but I couldn’t see anyone.
    Mason pointed. I knew he was going to do something amazing. He had developed the ability to operate his light to a different level. Light emanated from his fingertip, traveling in a straight line. It stretched and elongated. When it stopped, it spread like a spider web, and then…bam! It lit up like a huge flashlight, giving us just enough light to see a boat coming our way from far beyond. But there was no one on the boat.
    When the boat was closer, I wasn’t sure if it was my imagination, but it seemed to be getting dimmer and the water looked like black ink—thick and heavy. The closer the boat came toward us, the darker it got. When it docked, a man appeared, wearing a black robe with a hood over his head, standing in the middle of the plank. I couldn’t make out his face. In fact, I couldn’t see it at all. It was just an empty space. But I could have sworn I saw a pair of yellow lights where his eyes should have been, if he even had any.
    “One by one,” it said in a deep creepy tone.
    The black boat wasn’t big, but it was big enough for all of us. There were no seats. I assumed we had to stand, but that thought made me feel uneasy, especially knowing if one of us fell in, the acid in the water would eat us alive. Luckily, there were poles that we could hang on to, just in case the ride was bumpy. I hoped it wasn’t.
    “I’ll go first.” Zara stepped in front.
    When she wasn’t moving, I knew it was asking her a question in her mind. Not again! One by one, everyone entered. Mason and I were last.
    “You go first,” Mason said, giving me a tender kiss on my forehead. “I’m right behind you.”
    “Okay.” It was strange to look into a black hole where a face should be. Though I couldn’t see the shape of his body, he towered over me, possibly eight feet tall.
    Give me your happy memory , it ordered.
    You already know it.
    That is not an answer .
    That is my answer.
    “Sky, what are you doing?” Mason asked, resting his hand on my arm. So happy to see him, I had forgotten to tell him about how I tricked the last being.
    “Trust me,” I said, and took a step onto the boat.
    Something white and long whipped out, preventing me from going in further. I freaked out and cringed when I noted it was a skeleton arm, and seeing his boney fingers wiggle was a ghastly sight. When I looked down the length of the cape in curiosity, his shoes were covered. Images of his skeletal, bony feet popped in my mind. I figured he wouldn’t have worn shoes if the rest of his body looked like his arm.
    “Let her go. You can have two of mine.”
    “No, Mason. I’ll tell you,” I said quickly. “It’s when—”
    “Too late. Once it’s spoken, you can’t take it back,” the reaper chided.
    “It’s okay, Sky. You need your