Wicked Rebellion (Darkwater Reformatory Book 3) by Marty Mayberry

Author:Marty Mayberry [Mayberry, Marty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hummingbird Press
Published: 2020-11-11T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

I couldn’t breathe, and I couldn’t prevent my body from freefalling through the thick glop around me.

But I could fight.

Kicking out with my free leg, my heel hit whatever kept me pinned in this trap. Again. I kept slamming my foot over and over, until something snapped, and I was free.

I floundered, kicking and pushing with my arms, but it was like trying to move through thick mud. Whatever this substance was clogged my eyes and worked its way into my nose and mouth. Stars flickered behind my closed eyes; my lungs screamed for air. Just one breath. That was all I needed. Please.

Clawing through the sandy sludge, I shoved my feet against the gook surrounding me.

My head broke the surface, and I gulped in a breath of smoky air.

“Brodin?” I shrieked.

“Here,” he called from my right, and I swam-scrambled across the surface, aiming for the sound of his voice.

My vision cloudy from the goo, I could barely make out the shape of his head bobbing nearby. He lifted an arm and waved.

I floundered over to him. “This is crap.”

“It is,” he said.

Blocks of stone had been placed to create walls and a ceiling overhead, making the room fit in with the crumbling building we entered. We floated in a sloppy slurry made up of something resembling green jello with sand mixed in.

“Do you see a shore?” I asked. “Or the others?”

“Not so far.”

A hint of light to my left drew my eye, and I ripped my arm up out of the muck to point. “What’s that?”

“Let’s get closer and see.”

We fought our way in that direction and, as we approached, the light grew brighter. We ran into the others and all five of us kept going, aiming for what we hoped would be a way out.

The closer we swam to it, the brighter the light became, until I could make out a roaring fire on the shore of a tiny island. Someone stood beside the fire, but I couldn’t identify them.

My feet touched bottom, and I struggled up out of the sludge as if I fought to move forward in a hurricane-force wind.

I emerged with my friends beside me, and we staggered toward the fire. My muscles trembled from the exertion, but my heart sped up further. Would we solve this riddle easily or was this just the start of a much longer journey?

As we trooped toward the fire, our shoes squish-squish-squished. Gelatinous gook sluiced off our clothing. Whatever floated in the slime behind us had worked its way beneath my shirt, creating friction and rubbing hard enough that my shoulders and sides stung. But I doubted a shower was in my future anytime soon.

I was just glad Kai had left us, though I had a feeling he’d appear if I needed him again.

“Come closer,” someone said from the other side of the fire the size of a minivan. “Don’t dawdle. There isn’t much time to tell you what you need to know.”

With a shared shrug, we split

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