ten o'clock

If they were attacked on their way out, the Grindylows must have taken care of it. She could sense her brother's body weakening as he continued to swim, pushing himself for all he was worth. In the end, they had to be towed back to the island by the Grindylows. All of them, with the exception of Shelly, were beyond exhausted from the hard-paced swim.

Shelly wished that she could help in some way, but she couldn't change into a boat, or a motor to move them. Those objects were too complex, with too many moving parts. Instead, she remained on her brother's back as their small allies brought them to the surface. Small hands and tentacles projected them through the air and rain and through the portal to the Bermuda Triangle.

Before they went through, Shelly heard someone start gagging.

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