Exhaling a sigh, the white cloud of smoke soared into the horizon. The morning light was about to break. Mr. Sun was peeking from a distance.
I watched the waves crash against the large rocks that held the waters at bay.
Beyond Tollista, I had often heard of what they called The Deep.
Rumor said many fishermen, adventurers, and boats that sailed toward it were never again seen.
Whispers of monsters and an ancient, powerful evil spirit kidnapping people spread immensely at one point. But they shut it off with a warning from the government not to venture in that direction.
Now it became clear to me where those rumors came from.
There was a literal monster, but it was never here before. The government put up a facility here that they didn't want people to know about.
I don't know what kind of criminals they would bring into this place and leave them to die, perhaps throwing them into the sea after they perish.
