The islanders part 8: The end of all questions.
The first thing I saw was the lumps on the floor, they looked like rocks, but I then realized they were the dead. I turned to Lapepa, "So, what do you think? Does this place creep you out or what?" He smiled a faint smile, "No, it's not that bad, it's just something about this place it... it's hard to explain." "Tell me." "Well, I feel like I have been here before you know, but not in this body, but another one, you know, it's freaky, I feel like there are spirits around." He was swaying back and forth, he looked exhausted, "Are you okay? You look wasted." He smiled, "Thanks, you don't look so bad your self." I laughed, I could tell there was something wrong.
He moved towards me, I put my arms around his neck, I could feel his weight on me, at first I didn't mind, but I could definitely tell something was wrong with him, because I was supporting him, "Lapepa, are you okay?" I wasn't about to panic, we were safe, but what were we in danger from in the first place? "Yeah, I'm fine I just feel dizzy, can you help me over there to that rock?" "Yeah."
I helped him over to the rock. He put his head against the wall, he closed his eyes, I turned around to get a better look at the place. "I like it here it's quiet, no one to bug us." I waited for him to respond, but he didn't, I turned to see him the way he was, his eyes were closed. "Lapepa?" I moved closer, "Lapepa?" I didn't see him breath, "Oh my God! He's dead!"
"No my dear, he is just resting." I felt...