Chapter 4
Reality Check...sorta
Sam woke up from his nightmare. He immediately regretted it when pain exploded from his back. He cried out and stayed sitting up. His vision was a bit blurry, but he saw someone swipe back the palm leaf door and rush to his bedside.
"It's all right Sam...I'm here," her voice was calm and soothing, like...
Mom? Sam thought.
She cradled him and stroked his face. Sam sobbed into her arms as she rocked him back to sleep. Sam felt like a three-year-old again.
The next morning, Sam woke up and rubbed his eyes. He looked at the same hut in his dream. He sat up easily.
"Must be healed," he mumbled to himself.
He stood up and looked at the chair next to him. There was a shirt and some shorts on it. Sam put them on and went outside. He took a deep breath of the salty air and looked at the beach. It was calm, relaxing. Sam looked to the right and saw a girl tending to some flowers at the edge of the forest. Though he was cautious, he walked to the girl. He stood a yard from her and spoke up.
"Excuse me miss, but do you know where I am?" he asked politely.
The girl stopped working and stood up. Sam watched the girl carefully as she turned to face him. Though her face was half covered by her cinnamon hair, Sam could see that she meant no harm.
"Hello Samuel. My name is Calypso," she said.
Sam's head went spinning when she introduced herself.
"Wait, how do you know my name?" Sam asked.
"You talk in your sleep and we had a great conversation once," She laughed.
Sam shook his head, trying to remember who Calypso was in Greek Mythology. Ever since he was seven, he had know that all Greek Myths were real, though he's only met a few in person. Sam was quite honored to meet Calypso.
"Heh, I seem to have a habit of that," he joked.
Suddenly, Sam heard a loud growl and he summoned his sword. Calypso laughed.
"Don't you know when your own stomach is growling?" she asked.
Sam looked confused, but then heard the growl again. He looked at his stomach and dissipated his sword.
"Oh..." he said.
Calypso laughed and took him by the hand. She led him to a prepared table.
"Well, dinner is ready," she said.
Sam gave a small smile as he sat Calypso down. Then he sat and looked around the table. It had a lot of food, but they looked like appetizers. Then he saw floating platters of food, probably the main course. Sam shook his head again, but still saw the platters floating.
"My servants here are invisible," Calypso said from the other side of the table.
The servants placed the platters and lifted the tops. Sam had what looked to be a crab salad type of dish. Calypso had a fish which looked like bass. The servants placed some soda cans and a pitcher of water. Sam was still trying to wrap his head around what was happening, but his body told his mind to shut up and eat. Sam ate with a more robotic demeanor, but he still enjoyed dinner.
After dinner, Calypso invited Sam to a walk on the beach. Sam accepted as it will allow him to ask the large amounts of questions plaguing his mind.
"So...where am I?" Sam asked.
"You are on my little island of Ogygia. It is a phantom island that exists everywhere and nowhere," Calypso explained.
Sam forced his mind to accept that fact.
"So...how did i get here? Last time i checked, I was along the coast of South Carolina and there are no islands around there," Sam said.
Then he remembered the accident.
"Wait, I was driving with my mother. Where is she?" Sam asked.
Calypso's face grew sad as she waved her hand in front of them. A sort of cloud appeared and it acted something like a TV screen. There was the news on.
"As you can see, the railing is in fact damage. This confirms our suspicions that someone has fallen," said a reporter.
"That was two weeks ago, this is now," Calypso waved her hand again and another reporter appeared.
"Though it is sad, the body of Miss Margret O'Brian Mordecai-Forge has been found dead. She was drowned when her seatbelt would not eject. The body of her son, Samuel, was never found," said the reporter.
The world trembled as Sam heard this. He was frozen. He didn't know what to do or who he was anymore. The event played in his head, over and over. Calypso came held his hand as he stood. Then Sam's legs gave in and he fell. Calypso followed him and she cradled him in her arms. Never before has Sam felt so alone.