INICIAR SESIÓNThe following day, Amber went to the dock to visit Mermaid.She sang cheerfully, her voice carrying over the still waters, the song that was now theirs alone:"Worlds apart, that we are, But in friendship the wall disappears, That's when you see me and I see you, Just the way we are. Just the way we are."The surface rippled, and Mermaid appeared, smiling as if the words themselves had drawn her forth. She swam gracefully to the dock, and Amber hurried to meet her.From a window inside the house, Benjamin and Miriam caught sight of the pair, their wonder deepening as they watched in silence."Thank you for everything, Mermaid," Amber said earnestly."You did well-keeping silent what could be kept," Mermaid replied."Isis and her family are gone," Amber added."I know what happened," Mermaid said, her tone calm, ageless. "Her daughter's visit to the lake was a lie. I indulged them, for if I answered every cry, many would have been taken. But you-" She tilted her head, her golden
“Men, be alert!” Commander Benjamin barked, then raised his voice toward the cry for help. “We are coming!”Bibo heard him and nearly collapsed with relief. “Over here!” he shouted.The Commander halted, then followed the voice off the road and into a narrow path through the woods. The soldiers pressed close behind, the cry guiding them nearer.“I swear, we would have passed this place without knowing,” Arnold muttered, and the men nodded in agreement.“We’re close,” the Commander called. “Keep shouting!”“Over here!” Bibo’s voice rang out again. Moments later, they spotted the hut—and Bibo waving frantically in front of it. Their pace quickened until they reached him.“She needs help,” Bibo said desperately, spinning back toward the door.Benjamin motioned for half the men to remain outside while he, Arnold, Edgar, and the others stormed in.Inside, Bibo pointed to Amber, bound and slumped against the chair. Benjamin dropped to her side and felt for her wrist.“She’s alive,” he breat
Amber’s eyes widened with fear at Isis’s cold threat, the words striking like icicles against her chest. Rhea only giggled, a high, mocking sound that bounced off the dim walls of the hut.“I don’t even trust her,” Isis muttered, her gaze cutting toward Amber with a venomous sharpness. “Are we truly supposed to wait seven whole days?”Her words slithered through the air like snakes, bitter and impatient.“That’s what the mermaid said,” Rhea replied, her tone laced with triumph. She tilted her head arrogantly toward Amber. “At least this stupid girl was telling the truth about something.”Amber’s throat tightened. Her voice was faint, barely a whisper, when she spoke. “Please… don’t open it.” Her body trembled as she watched their faces twist with hunger for what lay inside the box. She could see curiosity gnawing at them, burning away reason until nothing was left but greed.“Well, it has only been a day,” Isis complained, folding her arms. Her eyes gleamed with restless fire. “And I
A few seconds later, the four stood outside before Mermaid’s fish-shaped pool. Rhea clutched the box tightly to her chest, as if it might vanish if she loosened her grip.Mist curled above the water, soft at first, then thickening. It began to rise, spiraling upward until it became a human-sized water tornado. The sight made Rhea’s stomach twist.“That water tornado will take you home,” Mermaid said calmly.Rhea’s lips trembled. “I’m petrified.”For the first time, she showed true fear. Mermaid almost pitied her—almost. But she only wanted the girl gone. Unlike Amber, Rhea had been nothing but a nuisance.“Close your eyes and jump in,” Mermaid told her. “If you waste any more time, you will be stuck here forever.”The mermen exchanged horrified glances at the thought. Rhea trapped in their realm? None of them wanted her there. Rhea caught their looks and scowled, displeased that they shared the same thought she dreaded. She certainly didn’t want to stay either.So she obeyed.She lea
On the second day, Rhea sat by the window, fidgeting impatiently. The pool outside was empty—Mermaid must be somewhere in the house. Good, Rhea thought. The sooner I get what I came for, the sooner I can leave this watery prison.A knock broke her thoughts. “Come in,” she said sharply.Mermaid entered, gliding with her usual grace. In her hands was a large snail shell, its surface glistening faintly.Rhea’s eyes narrowed. “Why are you holding that?”“It holds my secret,” Mermaid said, placing it into Rhea’s hands. “Take it.”Rhea nearly snatched it, suppressing a victorious grin. So the great Mermaid hands me her weakness on a platter? How stupid can she be?“I can only use my tail in water,” Mermaid continued calmly. “But if even a drop touches me on land, it will force the change—and I will die.”Rhea tilted her chin, barely hiding her delight. “I thought you were supposed to be wise. Seems I was wrong.”Mermaid’s eyes did not flicker. “Inside that snail is the key to Room Two. In
Rhea approached the beautiful bungalow and stopped before its sturdy door, carved with the image of a mermaid. She smirked, thinking, Perfect. I’ve found the right place. Let’s see you now, Mermaid.“Hello!” she called. Silence answered her. Irritated, she pounded her fist on the door. “Mermaid, I know you’re in there!”Still no response.Her eyes drifted back to the carving. This time, she noticed the faint outline of a bird etched into the mermaid’s fishtail. Curiosity prickled. She pressed it—and to her astonishment, a great eagle-bell burst into the air before the house, squawking furiously.Rhea’s face lit up. “How clever,” she murmured. “What amazing sorcery. Grandmother will be pleased.”She pressed it again. The eagle shrieked louder. Rhea laughed and pressed it again, and again, until her laughter echoed through the clearing. At last, exhausted with her own game, she stopped. The bird fell, trembling.A creak drew her attention back to the door—it had opened a crack, by its







