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MURPHY'S POV: BOAT TO CITY OF LIGHT

I had wanted to be on the boat making my way to the city of light. But not without Riley. Never without Riley. I had rowed in silence for hours, replaying her words- her begging me to get on the boat without her. Me, turning around to tell her I loved her. Her nodding her head and cutting off my sentence, saying she knew.

I still should've fucking said it.

I knew I was in love with her the first time I ever saw her cry. Her tears had made me so angry, and I felt so helpless watching her cry over her father's cruelty. She was so young, so fragile back then. I had wanted to kill her father for kicking her out of the house that night, and making her so afraid to ever even go back. But in the end, that's how our tradition started.

She had stayed at my house a few times before, but never like that. I had never held her to sleep, telling her about how my day had gone. Waiting until she would finally calm down and stop shaking.

I had told her that night that I never wanted to see her hurt, and she had asked me why.

"You're my best friend." I had told her.

"I'm your only friend." She reminded me, the tears no longer falling, but the sadness was still there.

"And the best only friend I could ever want." I said to her, and her face lit up slightly.

"Will we be best friends forever?" She had asked, with her intense hopeful stare.

"Yes. We will be." I told her. In the moment, I had always thought it would be true. It had to be true.

A groaning from behind me reminded me that I was still on a boat. A boat without her. The day had turned dark while I was stuck in my thoughts, in my memories.

"Hey, Ahab, get some rest." I said to Ahab Richards, who had been rowing for the past five hours while I went back into my memories. Memories of life on the ark, before everything had gone to shit.

"I'm fine." He grunted.

"No, screw this." Craig from in front of me hissed. "If you're not gonna sleep because she isn't here then you can row." He said as he threw down the oar in anger, crossing his arms over his chest.

"Get back on that oar, Craig." Jaha from the front of the boat said, not even turning to look at us.

"Or what?" Craig spat. "We don't even know if we're going in the right direction anymore. We followed that drone across the open ocean. Hell we deserve to die."

I felt my whole body tense at his words. I couldn't die, not like this. If I died here, on this boat, Riley would never know why I didn't come back. There was still so much I wanted to do.

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm good to row." I said. He had been right, I wasn't going to sleep anything soon. Probably not until I passed out from exhaustion, or saw Riley. Whichever came first.

"Land?" Richards said, and I saw his hand jut out from behind me and point in front of us."Land!"

Looking ahead of us I saw a beam of light. A lighthouse. We had almost made it, which meant I could then go back for Riley. I sat up, and couldn't help but let out a whoop of excitement.

"How does an island of light sound to you, John?" Jaha said as everyone else started celebrating.

Richards and Craig quickly went back on the oars, rowing faster, when suddenly something big hit the side of the boat, moving it and causing Richards to drop his oar.

"What was that?" Craig yelled, as he looked around the boat desperately.

"Get that oar, get that oar." Jaha yelled, pointing near Richards to the oar that was floating away.

Suddenly the boat was hit again, and tipped it so fast that Richards fell out. My hand flew out and grabbed his flailing hands, trying to pull him back into the boat as Jaha kept yelling for someone to get the oar. Sharp teeth came out of the water, pulling Richards and tearing against my arm.

Searing hot pain shot up my arm as I fell back into the boat, holding my arm close to my chest. Craig was yelling, and I felt Jaha near me grabbing cloth and yanking my arm away from my chest, wrapping it up to prevent the bleeding.

Everything had gone wrong so fast. Craig wasn't rowing, he was trying to find the creature, and the creature hit the boat so hard that water had started to leak into it.

"I can do it, I can row!" I mustered out as I tried to pull myself up, thinking about how I really couldn't die now. Not with Riley waiting on a beach for me. We needed to get to land, fast.

Jaha suddenly pushed Craig off the boat, and then whipped back to me when I tried to help Craig back onto the boat. Jaha pushed me back, making sure I stayed in the boat as the creature came back and took Craig.

"What the fuck?" I hissed to Jaha as he let go of me, and then handed me the oar. I was suddenly immensely thankful Riley hadn't been on the boat, considering Craig and Richards were now gone.

"He couldn't row, you can." Jaha quipped, and as I started rowing again, I realized I was on a boat with a fucking insane lunatic.

When we finally got to land I didn't know even what to do. My arm was in so much pain, and I had lost so much blood. I had been rowing for a whole day. The last time I had slept well was a few days before, when Riley was in my arms.

Now she was on the other side of a fucking ocean.

"Come on John, let me help you." Jaha said as he got out of the boat, looking at me.

"I don't want anything from you." I hissed. And it was true. I wanted the people on the other side of the fucking ocean, not Jaha. I had screwed up big time by getting on the boat.

"You're a survivor." Jaha mumbled, "We both are."

What he didn't seem to understand was I had something to survive for. And I needed to get her back.

"You know what, I am a survivor." I hissed as I got out of the boat, glaring at Jaha. "Which is why I am done following you. I will find my way back to Riley by myself."

I was dizzy, and found myself on the ground a lot sooner than expected. I had lost too much blood. Jaha wouldn't get away from me, and I couldn't get away from him. I was filling with so much anger and regret. Why the hell had I gotten on the boat? I know I had wanted to get to the city of light, but without Riley?

I had screwed up, big time.

"I'll come back to you, John." Jaha said as he started following another fucking drone that had appeared.

I had felt like a was dying.

I had woken up the next day, by some miracle. With a shinny ass lighthouse glaring light at me. Something in the sand reflected light back into my eyes, and I bent down and brushed the sand off of another solar panel.

Faintly, I could hear music playing after the panel was cleared off. I got up, and slowly walked until I found a door on the lighthouse. Carefully, I tried to pry open the door with my hands. I needed to find someone, anyone, and try to get back across the ocean.

The door came open, and unknown to me at that moment, I had just opened the place where I would spend the next three months in. In hell.