High Tide Perdido Key Novels & Stories

No sign of subject. Coast Guard search initiated at 19:47 hours. Air and sea search conducted for 72 hours. Severe weather conditions hampered recovery efforts. No body recovered. Subject declared legally dead in absentia on March 1, 1991. I pull up the tidal charts for that night. February 14, 1991. High tide at 18:42 hours. The Atlantic currents don't care about narratives; they only obey gravity. That night, the current was flowing northeast to southwest.

They would have been swimming with the fish if the cab driver hadn’t been there. Now, he was still ignorant of his shortcomings and insisting on digging his grave! “Jeanette is still in there! Let me go!” Elias kicked her away and went into the sea again. However, the tumbling waves in high tide had long buried the cab that had fallen into it. How could they possibly find any trace of Jeanette in the vast sea? The waves pushed him into the shallow end of the sea once again. Nearby fishermen had noticed the commotion and had driven their motorboats over to help. Unfortunately, the waters were extremely dangerous during high tide, so searching for anyone would be very difficult.

“How... how could they be there? Did they swim across?” Dexter shook his head. “No way.” He sniffed lightly, staring at the small waves gently lapping at their feet. “It looks like they went there when the tide was low, and now the tide is high. They're trapped.” Narsha snorted softly, staring at the sea that looked calm but hid strong currents beneath its surface. “Then... we have to wait until low tide again?” Dexter nodded slowly. “It looks like it. But look,” he said, pointing to the coastline. “Based on the footprints, low tide will be again soon. Maybe an hour, two hours at most.”

But if the tunnel was filling with water, how would they get to me? I looked at the rock wall I was using to support myself and lifted my phone screen to inspect it. There was a clear waterline on it, so it seemed pretty clear that the water wouldn't fill the cavern up entirely. I shouldn't drown. Maybe I could just wait it out? I could wait it out... It would be what? About twelve hours until the tide went out? I could do twelve hours, right? It would suck, but I wasn't going to die. I could swim... maybe hold onto a rock? Or maybe I could see if there was a higher point I could get to that would keep me out of the water?

Kaden inquired, looking up at her. “The tide-hold is where they keep captives they don’t want to kill yet. It’s underground but built into the cliff face, and part of it floods at high tide. If we wait until the tide pulls back, we can slip in before it fills again,” “That gives us… maybe forty minutes before the water rises,” “Thirty-five if the moon pulls hard tonight,” She cocked her head. Kaden smirked a bit, despite the tension, “You always have to make it sound worse, don’t you?”

he said with a sigh. “Yeah. That’s why I am wondering how the hell did you come here despite of that.” “Didn’t you see how I breathed before?” As if tired, Chadwick sat on the large rock and turned his head towards the gushing water. “The pressure of the water is increasing too. I think we should wait until it subsides again,” he offered. It must be high tide during this hour. But soon, the water will sink. That means we had to stay together inside the cave for long hours while waiting.

She could see the relief on his handsome face, as if her willingness to talk had allowed him to breathe easier. “Ten minutes, Gavin,” she told him. “Can’t we make it thirty?” he asked hopefully. She glanced towards the sea. When she turned back to Gavin, she said, “It’s not possible. High tide is approaching.” She also looked at the tent he set up. It might get reached by the water later. But maybe he would move it to a higher part of the island, so she didn’t ask Gavin about it anymore. “It’s better to take advantage of the sea journey while it’s still low tide.”

Kiyomi’s fingers closed around Hayate’s. His jaw shifted. “No.” Grandmother looked at me. “If the ocean remains still until dawn, every tide bound soul will disappear.” My echoes. Astraya. Azure Tide. Possibly me. The glass device shouted again. A new voice cut through the rest. “Storm systems collapsing over three continents.” “Air temperatures are rising along the equator.” “Emergency councils request contact with Silvercrest.” “Someone tell us what the Tide Queen has done.” The words landed across the avenue.

The changing tides had washed away the traces on the beach, making it difficult to determine immediately. Tears welled up in Harriet's eyes as she tightly hugged the pillow, crying uncontrollably. She was terrified that Delbert might have fallen into the sea. How could they find him in the vast ocean? Seeing that, Levi gave a signal, and his men quickly began salvaging. However, even they couldn't be sure if Delbert's car was still nearby. With the changing tides, the car could have been carried elsewhere. If they couldn't salvage it, what would they do then?

he laughed. "A'ight, you done? Can we go to the water now? Please?" "Yea yea, calm yo ass. Remember our spot's in between lifeguard posts six and seven. It's a little further away from the water. If we ain't careful, high tide will wash our shit away. High tide ain't 'till later, though." "Oh damn, really? It can come up the beach that far that fast?" He was shocked. "Oh definitely. It can be dangerous to people with kids. There have been several kids who have drowned. Don't the Great Lakes have tides?"