A Warning from the Past
The night passed with tension crackling in the air. Clara, Jack, and Nate kept watch, taking shifts as the city around them grew quiet. But the unease never left Clara's chest. Whoever was watching them wasn't going to give up easily.
By morning, the streets seemed peaceful, but Clara knew better than to relax. As they prepared to meet Luna again, her mind kept returning to the figure from Eldermere and the whispered warning: "Trust no one."
Nate was unusually quiet, his eyes darting toward the window every few minutes. Jack, on the other hand, was still his relaxed self, though there was a sharpness in his gaze now, an awareness that hadn't been there before. He had dealt with this kind of pressure before—Clara could see it in the way he moved, the way he was always listening for the smallest sounds.
But Clara was the most anxious. She felt trapped between the urgency to uncover the truth and the weight of the danger pressing down on them. Every step they took seemed to draw them deeper into the web of conspiracy.
"I've been thinking," Nate began, breaking the silence. "What if... what if we're not the only ones searching for this?"
Clara shot him a glance. "What do you mean?"
Nate bit his lip, hesitating. "I mean, if the Order of the Abyss and the Collider Family are involved... there might be others. Maybe people connected to your father, Clara. People we haven't even considered yet."
Clara paused, the thought sinking in. It was true—her father had been well-known in certain academic circles. If the knowledge he had uncovered was as significant as it seemed, others would want it too. But who were they? And what were their motives?
Before Clara could respond, there was a knock at the door.
The Deal
Jack motioned for them to stay back, moving silently toward the door and peering through the peephole. His jaw clenched, and he whispered, "It's Luna."
Clara's pulse quickened as Jack opened the door, revealing Luna standing in the hallway, her face pale. She hurried inside, casting a wary glance over her shoulder before shutting the door behind her.
"They know you're here," Luna said, her voice low and urgent. "The Collider Family. I heard from a source—Victor Marlow has put out feelers. They're watching you."
"We already figured that out," Jack said dryly, leaning against the wall. "What else?"
Luna sighed, running a hand through her hair. "You need to leave Obsidian Heights, Clara. They won't stop until they get what they want, and trust me, you don't want to be caught in their net. Victor's ruthless."
Clara shook her head. "We can't leave. Not yet. My father left something for me, and we're close to finding out what it is."
Luna looked frustrated. "And you think you can do that with the Collider Family breathing down your neck? They control this city, Clara. You're in more danger than you realize."
Jack stepped forward. "Then help us. If you've got connections, maybe we can use them to keep them off our backs for a while."
Luna hesitated, her eyes flicking toward Clara. "I'll do what I can, but you have to be careful. I've seen what Victor does to people who cross him."
Clara nodded. "We'll be careful. But we can't stop now."
Luna sighed again, her gaze hardening. "All right. I'll set up a meeting with someone who might be able to help you—an informant who's worked for the Collider Family but has their own agenda. They might have information on your father's research."
Jack raised an eyebrow. "What's the catch?"
Luna gave him a thin smile. "The catch is that this informant isn't exactly trustworthy. But they're your best shot at getting what you need."
Clara exchanged a look with Nate, who nodded reluctantly. "We don't have a choice," he muttered.
Luna pulled a card from her pocket, scribbling an address on the back. "Meet them at this place tonight. And be discreet. You don't want anyone knowing you're there."
Jack took the card, glancing at the address. "Got it."
Luna gave Clara one last serious look. "Stay safe. I'll be in touch."
As she left, Clara felt the weight of the situation settle over her again. They were in deep now, and the only way out was to go deeper still.
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The Informant
Night fell quickly over Obsidian Heights, the towering buildings casting long, eerie shadows on the streets. Clara, Jack, and Nate made their way to the address Luna had given them, slipping through the narrow alleyways to avoid drawing attention.
The meeting place was an old, abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city—a perfect location for under-the-table dealings. As they entered, the heavy air was thick with the scent of dust and decay. Clara felt her nerves tighten.
Inside, they found a figure waiting in the shadows, their face obscured by a hood. The tension in the room was palpable as Jack stepped forward, holding out the card Luna had given them.
"We're here for answers," Jack said, his voice steady.
The hooded figure chuckled softly. "Answers come at a price."
Clara stepped forward. "We'll pay. Whatever it takes."
The figure turned toward her, their eyes glinting in the dim light. "Ah, you must be Clara. The daughter of the man who caused so much trouble."
Clara's stomach dropped. "You knew my father?"
The figure nodded. "Knew him? I worked with him. Or, rather, I was forced to. He was a good man, but he got in over his head."
Clara's mind raced. "What do you know about his research? About the Order of the Abyss?"
The figure smiled, a slow, unsettling grin. "He was close to discovering something that could tear this city apart. The Collider Family, the Order—they're just pieces of the puzzle. Your father was after something bigger. Something that could shift the balance of power entirely."
Nate frowned. "What do you mean?"
The figure stepped closer, their voice dropping to a whisper. "There's a legend—a myth that has been passed down through generations. A shipwreck at the bottom of the sea, filled with treasures from an ancient civilization. But it's not just gold and jewels. It's knowledge. Power. The kind of power that people would kill for."
Clara's breath caught. "That's what my father was after?"
The figure nodded. "And that's what the Collider Family and the Order are fighting over. They want control of that power, and they'll stop at nothing to get it."
Clara's heart raced. This was bigger than she had ever imagined.
The figure's eyes gleamed. "If you want to find out the truth, you'll have to go to the source. The wreckage of the ship. But be warned—getting there won't be easy. The Order will be watching."
Jack stepped forward. "We'll deal with them."
The figure chuckled again. "You're brave. I'll give you that. But be careful. The abyss is deep, and once you start down that path, there's no turning back."
Clara swallowed hard, feeling the weight of their words. She had come this far, and now there was no stopping. The truth was within reach, but the abyss was waiting.
As they left the warehouse, Clara couldn't shake the feeling that they were being drawn into something far more dangerous than they had ever anticipated. The abyss was unfolding before them, and there was no way to escape its grasp.