Lighthouse Landmines Novels & Stories

Apparently, the vibration was from Keith’s team to alert Kelsey that they were coordinating with her to secure her rescue and she got the message. The hazardous voyage ended just before it started to get dark and the evil leader blew a whistle in a particular pattern as a signal for his slaves on land to turn off the landmines so they could get off the boat and walk safely to their hideout. The slaves who were from different nationalities scrambled to different spots to press the button at their location as there was a rule that once the leader blows the whistle, the assigned slaves should go to their allotted locations and press the button in their different locations at the same time. This

We're thinking the same thing: is it the Silver Hunters? The light keeps sweeping by, though, like clockwork. As we drift through the fog, it becomes apparent that it's a lighthouse. Alec sighs. "Land. Thank God." I don't answer. My wheels are too busy turning. "Hold on ... That's it!" I jump up, and the boat rocks. "Careful!" Alec grabs the sides of the boat. "What's it?" I lick my lips, excitement making my hands shake. "Something you can only see in the dark ... there's a door ... your aim is not the object you seek, but the door it is behind."

“Give me the exact coordinates this second. We have to get there.” So we did. The sun was setting gloriously over the ocean. We drove north quickly. The lighthouse was on the cliff, isolated with a few acres of land separating it from everything else. In the darkness stood no witnesses, no civilians around, it was the perfect place. At night, after rolling on NVGs so as not to stumble in the darkness, I knew we had found her. Apparently, it was abandoned, but I could see tire tracks going up and down the dirt road and disturbances in the dust. She was here. We finally found her. Then I received a call. From the hospital.

Everyone rolled their eyes again. Moose couldn't help saying, "What, do you think he's planted explosives in the villa and plans to blow us up when we get there?" The moment he said that, everyone froze. Even Lucas stopped pushing the boulder. They couldn't afford to ignore the possibility. What if Ray had buried landmines in the snow? In the past, it wouldn't even have been a concern. But now, things were different. It wasn't impossible to get hold of mines or explosives anymore.

Instead, he leaned into her touch, a silent, powerful acknowledgement of the choice she had just made. But the silence of their temporary sanctuary was broken by a steady, rhythmic blinking. Dante reached into his vest, pulling out a waterproof tactical flashlight and clicking it on. The beam cut through the darkness of the service deck, sweeping across the low ceiling and the thick bundle of fiber-optic cables running along the wall. Elara’s breath hitched in her throat, her blood running completely cold. The service deck wasn't an escape route. It was a dead end. And strapped precisely to the primary load-bearing columns of the island’s foundation were a dozen bricks of military-grade C4 p

"It preserves witnesses." Those words settled over everyone. "The people who reach the End don't become immortal." "They become memory." She looked toward the glowing windows. "They remember what everyone else forgets." Luke slowly understood. The Lighthouse wasn't a prison. It wasn't heaven. It wasn't punishment. It was an archive. An impossible place that carried the stories of universes after they ended. The older Lily looked toward the black sea. "I watched civilizations disappear." "I watched galaxies become dust." "I watched children grow old."

" August shouted. He explained everything that Jodie just told. Everyone was frantic as they packed their stuff. August ran to the back of the mansion, but he immediately stopped when he stepped on something, hard and metallic. "Holy shit!" He cursed, when he heard the metal click and knew it was activated. Landmines were activated once severe pressure was applied to it and the igniter set off a propelling charge, lifting the mine about a metre into the air. The mine then ignites a main charge causing injury to a person's head and chest. Sweat broke down his forehead. He knew any better than to even make a slight movement otherwise he'd be blasted into pieces.

Less than two hundred meters off the starboard side… A rusted lighthouse rose from the sea. None of them had noticed it before. It stood on a narrow rock barely visible above the waves. Gabriel frowned. “That lighthouse shouldn’t be here.” Henry’s expression darkened. “It wasn’t.” ⸻ Captain Nora cut the engines. “No maps show a lighthouse in these waters.” Marcus studied it through the binoculars. “No windows.” “No beacon.” “No movement.” Just as he lowered the binoculars… A light appeared at the top.

His eyes were red as he walked out of the car. The ground was wet and there were puddles at every step. Algard walked through the thorny trees, the deeper he went, the denser the trees became. And from afar Algards eye caught a glips of something bright, there were lights in a distance. He knew that it was the warehouse. He fastened his pace and ran over towards it.

Katherine's heart raced as she slowly typed, "lighthouses in or near Lysander, Maine." Only one listing came up. It was a tourist site of all the most haunted places in the United States. A lighthouse forty miles outside of Lysander was one of the listed places. Katherine used the finger pad to scroll over the listing, and, taking a deep, calming breath, she left-clicked it. Oh my word... Katherine thought shakily, borrowing Sofia's favored expression. A picture of the lighthouse from Katherine's dreams was now on the screen, and beside it was the history of it.