Wordsmiths Fiction Week 1: The Disappeared Leader🚢⛵🚢

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This story is at a time when the borders of belief and doubt are blurred. The island is the same, the sea is the same, but this time there is neither captain, nor Frank.

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This time the story is "Zahid", who was a mechanic of the ship, and "Samiya", a young but brave Navy officer.

Neither light, nor direction

The accident happened suddenly. The engine malfunction stopped the ship near a foreign island. There was no radio running, nor GPS. Lieutenant Samiya took control, but suddenly the commander Timur disappeared in the darkness of the night. He left no message, nor a sign. Just a moment ago, and the next moment the air was dissolved.

In the noise of silence

Zahid looked at everything with his own eyes, but said nothing. He was convinced that something was mysterious. Neither the commander's luggage, nor his shoes. Samiya immediately conducted an investigation, the island was seized, but no clue was found.

"We have to find it," Samia said. "This is not a normal disappearance."

The whispers in the storms

Two days had passed. Zahid heard strange voices at night - as if someone was shouting at the depths of the sea. He said to Samiya one day:

"Ms., this island is not empty. Something is here. Commander Timor has not gone ... Has been hidden."

For the first time, Samia looked at it seriously.

"Last night we both will walk on the other side of the hill. From where the fog looks the most."

The confrontation of secrets

On the third day, Zahid and Samiya began to go on a secret mission. There was an old ruin behind the hill, and a tunnel there. Samiya burned the flashlight, and they both entered the tunnel.

"It's not a human hand texture," said Samiya, "It's a very old thing."

As they walked in, they reached a large hall where there were mysterious symptoms on the walls - and behind a rock, in a world of semi -unconscious, the commander Timur was sitting.

*The price of the truth

"Commander!" Samiya shouted and made a voice.

Timor opened his eyes. "Have you come? I knew someone would come."

"What happened? How did you get here?" Samiya asked.

"I heard a voice, as if someone was shouting. I went back, and some power dragged me. When I was conscious, I was here. I have seen some impressions on the walls here, they are of an ancient civilization. Maybe they may have been the cause of our boat."

Zahid looked at the wall. In fact, they had strange signs with human forms - as if a story was being told.

Return and promise

Samiya and Zahid supported Timor and pulled out the tunnel. In the morning, they returned to the camp. The rest of the staff was surprised to see their return.

"We have found the commander," Samiya announced, "and what is in the island will now be part of our research."

But Zahid remained silent. In her mind, those mysterious voices were still echoing. He knew that this story didn't end… this is a new beginning.

Everyone was happy, but Zahid knew that something was left. At night he last looked at the hill. The fog was still. And then a whisper:

"Have to come back ..."

I invite:

@kouba01, @josepha and @wilmer1988 to move this story forward in their own way:

If you were Zahid, would they follow the sounds? If you were to do, do you do further research on the island?

Cc, @dove11, @waqarahmadshah,@senehasa & @sur-riti

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