The Island of the Silence のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 111 - チャプター 120

“Jonas!” Mara was on the edge of the hole before someone could stop her. She almost fell in. Black water hit deep down against rocks — or against something much bigger. But Jonas was nowhere to see. No arm. No face. Not even a shadow. Only the wet bracelet was on the concrete. Mara raised it. It wasn't the silver ribbon from the loop. It was a simple fabric tape. Failed. Blue. She knew it. Jonas had worn it as a child. On the bridge. Mara stared at it. Her heart razes. Memories began to move. Don't disappear. Reorder. She saw the summer of her childhood. The bridge. The storm. But this time something was different. She was there. She jumped. But she didn't jump to save Jonas. It was Noah who fell. A little boy no one knew. Anna never mentioned after the storm again. Jonas had stood on the shore. Living. He never fell. Mara blew back. The sea disassembled history and reassembled it. Jonas wasn't erased. He was freed. From the loop. Helena got up. T

Mara stared at the photo. Her hand began to tremble. It was clear. Jonas stood there on a platform under the yellow light of a display with which familiar sloping smiles she knew from any time. The blue ribbon on his wrist. No scars. No silver. Don't worry. And the date was today. Now. Anna didn't lower the photo. Anna Weber looked at Mara directly. “He doesn’t know you. Not yet. But we can change that.” Eva made a step forward. Her voice was raging. “You use it as always.” Anna didn't even look at her. “I save what can be saved.” Mara heard the words, but they sounded far away. She could only look at the picture. Jonas lived. Not somewhere in another reality. Here. In her town. Right now. She should have made it happy. But something was wrong. Too perfect. To be prepared. Lena noticed it first. She stepped closer to Mara and whispered: “Look at the background.” Mara blinked. Then she saw it. On the platform behind Jonas there was an advertising boar

Nobody spoke. The red light flickered over Anna's face, and Mara never had her mother like that seen. Not controlled. Not cool. Broken. Anna Weber was standing in front of the monitors, while tears were silent about her cheeks have been running. On the screen behind her, Jonas waited in the station hall. Helena was like a pale shadow behind him. Then the picture became black. Mara slowly approached. “What does he mean?” Anna didn't answer. Eva. Her voice was barely more than a whisper. “It caused the first opening.” Mara looked back and forth between them. ‘No. Helena was the first.” Eva shook his head. “Helena was the first to be found.” Silence. Anna closed her eyes. When she spoke, she suddenly sounded old. ‘1968. The researchers behind her changed nervous looks. One wanted to say something, but Anna lifted the hand. ‘No more protocols.’ Then she looked at Mara. “I was twelve.” Mara felt her stomach collapsed. Anna went slowly to the old water basin.

The words ran slowly down the concrete wall. Like invisible fingers are just writing them. BEEIL YOU. I'm so sorry. Mara stepped closer. The water was black. Salty. Keep moving. Jonas. The thought met her immediately. Not the second Mara. He left the message. Kind of. Anna also saw the scripture. Your voice got tough. “When it reaches the point of origin, everything begins new.” Eva nodded right away. “The web was the first emotional bond. the first loss anchor.’ Lena raised her hands. “Can you stop talking like we were in a broken place? Physics book?” Mara answered quietly: “When the second Mara reaches the bridge, the loop is closed again.” She suddenly understood. The ridge was not important because something supernatural happened there. He was important because for the first time someone could not let go. Sad had opened the door. And now the second Mara tried to return exactly there. To the beginning. Anna grabbed her radio. “Team Delta to the coastal

‘HELENA!’ Jonas’ scream almost went down in a storm. The black wave broke over the bridge like a living wall. Wood splitter. Water shot high in the air. And Helena disappeared. Just leave. Mara ran. Without thinking. The coast road down towards the beach. Lena cursed and sprinted behind. Eva too. Only Anna stopped a second break. The key in the hand. She looked out on the sea — and Mara suddenly knew: Anna was afraid of something other than the second Mara. Something deeper. Then she followed.The beach was a mess of rain, black water and people. The sleepers went on to the sea. Some were standing up to the chest in the water and smiled calmly as if they were Listen to beloved voices. Mara heard her now, too. Flüstern. Not threatening. Sad. Come back. I'm here. You're not alone. The sea spoke with the voices of the dead. That's why it worked. That's why people went in voluntarily. Eva grabbed Mara on his arm. “Don’t listen!” Mara ripped off and went on.