All Chapters of The Island of the Silence: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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Chapter 51 — The Asteria

The cutter glitts like a shadow through the narrow rock gaps. Asteria The ship was bigger than Mara first thought. No fishing boat. More like an old Supply cutter, rebuilt, with high construction and rusty steel sides. On Deck burned no light, only at the control house something weak that called the on the side wall briefly made visible. Asteria. Mara couldn't turn off the look. She felt a single thought stuck in her: When this ship came here regularly, someone never had this island leave. Someone used it. Noah stepped in front of her. Almost instinctive. It's like he's trying to stop looking at the ship. “We have to leave.” His voice wasn't loud. But Mara heard something that she had never heard with him until now. Panic. Elias, on the other hand, did not move. He stood like rooted, the wet shirt glued to the body, and stared at the Kutter, like he saw a ghost. Mara turned to him. “What is this? Who is on this ship?” Elias didn't answer first. Then he laughed

Chapter 52 – The voices in the forest

The first call was short. Then a second came. A third. And suddenly the whole southern jungle seemed to live. Voices halled between trees — some loud, some only whispering, as people would give each other signs. Branches cracked. Somewhere hit something against stone. Steps ran over dry leaves. Mara turned crazy. The cliffs behind the bay were black. The tree line behind it seemed like a only wall of shadow. But there was something moving. Not one. Many. outlines between the tribes. People. They stood still and watched. Mara felt any warmth from her body. “There are others here.” Her voice was barely more than a whisper. Elias’ face had become gray. He stepped back one step, the machete still in the Hand, but she suddenly looked useless. Noah just said one word. “Run.” This time Mara did not disagree. Noah grabbed her hand, turned around and pulled her with the narrow path between the rocks. Suri jumped from his shoulder on Mara's arm, clipped firm. Behind t

Chapter 53 – The Man From The Past

Mara couldn't move. Everything in her died. The lantern in the hand of the old man trembled easily. The light cast shadow over his face — deep wrinkles, fallen cheeks, gray beard. But the eyes. These eyes recognized her immediately. As a child, she was often in it when her father wore her on his shoulders had. On photos, in memories, in the few dreams that faded with the years were. And yet he stood before her. Living. Ageed. Broken. But alive. ‘No...’ The word hardly came over her lips. She stepped back as if the proximity to him was suddenly dangerous. Noah said nothing. Elias also not. Even Suri had stopped. There was only Mara and the man in front of her. The man she had mourned for twelve years. He didn't step on her. Maybe because he saw her fear. Maybe because he knew that even the smallest movement would destroy this moment could. Instead, he slowly lifted the free hand. The same gesture as before. If he wanted to calm her down when she was scared a

Chapter 54 – The man on the edge

The gun shined matt in the lantern light. Mara stared up, unable to solve the view of it. It wasn't a big weapon. Smell. Black. Almost inconspicuous. That's why she seemed more threatening. The man at the edge of the canyon was completely calm. No, no goals. He kept the gun loose in one hand as if he knew that nobody could escape. Mara saw his face clear. He might have been in the middle of fifty. The hair gray at the temples, the face narrow, well maintained, almost elegant. The scar on his cheek went to the ear. He would have a business image in a newspaper. There was nothing he could do with this island. And that's what made him so creepy. He first saw John — Mara's father. Then Mara. And when he spoke, his voice was almost friendly. “It was not for you to meet.” Mara could hardly breathe. Her father stood before her. Instinctive. Like there's never been time. Like he didn't lose the last twelve years. “Let them go.” The man leaned his head slightly. A small,

Chapter 55 – In the abdomen of the island

The tunnel was narrower than Mara expected. Not like a natural cave, but almost like something that has been expanded was. The walls were moist, in places smooth, as if tools had the stone processed. Pebbled under her feet, and the echo of her steps sounded much too loud. Elias moved on. Too fast. Mara stumbled several times. Their knees beat rocks, their hands shrammed over the rough walls. But she hardly felt the pain. Behind her there were still screams. Then another shot. And then— Silence. Not real silence. It's just the dull drone of her own heartbeat. Mara broke. ‘Noah!’ She wanted to turn around. Back to the gorge. Back to her father. But Elias grabbed her again, this time so hard that it hurt. “If you go back now, everyone died for free!” They met the words like a blow. Mara stared at him. Breathless. Tears smashed. “He lives.” It wasn't a question. It was despair. Elias didn't answer. And this silence was cruel. Suri pushed her neck. The animal

Chapter 56 – Project Eirene

Mara jumped from bed. The metal box almost fell to the ground, but it started it at the last moment. Your hands trembled so strong that she had trouble holding her. Emilia was just a few meters away. The flickering light of an old lamp was reflected in her eyes. But there was again this void. Not unconscious. Not insane. Rather than being part of her somewhere else. The three people behind her didn't move. An older man. A young woman. A boy, maybe sixteen. Everyone wore the same silver ribbons on the neck. Mara fell back instinctively. Elias immediately lifted his hand. Not threatening. Calm. “Don’t yell. They do nothing to you.” Mara looked at him unconstitutional. “You know that?” Elias nodded. “They follow Emilia.” Mara looked back to the woman. Emilia slowly approached. Barefoot over the cold stone. Then she stayed right in front of Mara. Her look fell on the metal box in Mara's hands. Something flickered in her eyes. Memory. Fear. And suddenly Emilia

Chapter 57 – The betrayal that was none

Mara was powerless. The envelope in her hand suddenly felt hard as if it were stone. She looked at Noah. He stood in the light of the cave, blood on the forehead, the shoulders lowered, the breath restless. And yet he said nothing. No “That’s not true.” No step towards her. No explanation. Just silence. It hit Mara harder than any lie. A cold drawing spread in her chest. She took a step back. Almost insignificant. But Noah saw it. And in his face exactly the expression that she feared: Don't blame. Despair. He lifted his hand. ‘Mara, listen —’ The man of the Asteria interrupted him with an almost bored tone. “You should at least tell her how often you tried to find her.” Mara blinked. She looked at Noah. “What does he mean?” Noah answered immediately. Too fast. “He twists everything.” But the man only smiled. He stepped slowly between the beds, the gun lowered as if he had no fear of anyone in this cave. Even the people with the silver ribbons wiping back

Chapter 58 — The memory that was never gone

Mara dropped the photo. It slowly sailed to the ground and remained between the wet stones. But she couldn't solve the look. You. That was clearly her. Not only because the face was unmistakable. It's because she knew the night shirt. A light blue with small stars. She had it often worn as a child. Her mother gave it to her just before her father ‘verschwand’. But that was impossible. She had never been in a lab. Never worn a silver band. No A pricking pain shot her head. So suddenly, she had to light up and stick to the rock wall. Images flickered. Not clear. Only fragments. A bright room. The sum of machines. A voice that said: “Subject 47 reacts faster than expected.” Mara pressed both hands against the temples. ‘No...’ Noah immediately joined her. But she left. Not conscious. It just happened. This little step made him visible. But the pain in her head was too strong. More pictures. A glass door. Your father. He cried. Someone held him. A man wit

Chapter 59 – The second childhood

Mara hardly got air. The memory wasn't like a thought. She was like a crack. A gap in her head, through which suddenly something broke in, which has always been there was. The beach. Warm water. The strange female voice. A song she sang while Mara collected shells. She pressed her hands against her temples. ‘No...’ But the word had no strength. Because she already knew it was true. Not with logic. But with this terrible certainty you sometimes have when a long time ago forgotten smell suddenly opens a whole past. Noah still knelt in front of her. He said nothing. Maybe he knew every word was too much. Elias stood a few steps away, the hand on the tunnel wall. He breathed hard, listened to noises behind the collapsed passage. Mara looked at Noah. Tears ran unnoticed over their face. “Tell me everything.” It wasn't a bleed anymore. It was an order. Noah closed his eyes. Then he sat against her on the cold stone. He didn't look at her. “I didn’t know it was y

Chapter 60 – Room 7

The knock came again. Three slow strokes. Then silence. Mara stared at the rock wall as if she could see through. The voice was quiet. Kind. Maybe seven or eight years old. But she had said her name. Not called. Not asking. Almost relieved. Are you back? Mara felt everything in her. Noah had already risen. He held his hand in front of Mara, as if he wanted her while he himself stepped closer to the rock wall. Elias immediately shook his head. ‘No’ His voice sounded so sharp that Mara came together. Noah looked at him. “What’s behind it?” Elias didn't answer. His face was pale, the machete was powerless in his hand. Another knock. This time faster. And then the voice: “It’s dark here.” Mara closed his eyes. A pain shot her chest. She didn't know why. But this voice hit something in her that was much older than any memory. She passed Noah. He tried to stop them. ‘Mara —’ But she moved. The rock wall was not massive. When she stepped closer, she saw a narr

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