We ran.The spiral staircase echoed beneath hurried footsteps as the chamber of candles disappeared below us.Victor reached the lighthouse first.He threw open the weathered oak door.Cold wind slammed into us.The sea had changed.Not violently.Unnaturally.The tide hadn't gone out.It had... parted.A broad ribbon of dark stone stretched from the island toward the distant horizon, exposed where water should have been.The ocean flowed on either side of it, waves breaking against invisible walls, but not a single drop crossed the ancient path.Marcus stepped onto the porch and stopped dead."No..."His voice was barely audible."...that's impossible."Captain Nathan Reed removed his cap."It only happens when every beacon answers."I looked toward the lighthouse.The lantern at its summit had begun turning on its own.No one was inside.Its great lens rotated slowly, casting a brilliant white beam across the exposed causeway.Far in the distance...Another light answered.Then anot
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