Part Six: The Unforgotten

As she pulled him up to the bay, he croaked up water from the depths of his beating throat. It soaked the soil and the rocks that enhabited it. She brushed a hand through his tangled hair and sighed in relife, through a fake smile that calmed him to ease. His blinking eyes watched over her face, and onto the orange sky turning to the dazling darkness that would soon overcome the small woodland. she leaned down and layed a kiss on his forehead to take him to short lived bliss.

"You forget about that okay? Will, please..." she whispered watching the inspiration in his eyes turn to deep thought.

"Sam... i can't just forget."

"Do it for me... at least now. I can't take it right now!"

"Okay okay." he said pulling her down into a hug where she weaped grogilly. He of coarse would not let the thought go. The strange and slimy hand grabbing his ankle and pulling him deaper into the boggy sand, the inscription on the wall made by a woman called Celiece. It was too much to let go of. Even for him.

Miles away, Dana had reacher her destination, and even though her son was expierincing something like nothing before, the show must always go on. She walked into the school and looked at the casting call. William had gotten the spot, the lead. She always knew her son to be a leader.