I brushed past more trees in search for the young one. I came to an enclosed are that seemed quite safe. It was cut off from the rest of the beach and was quite silent.

Moving forward I took in the wonderfull sight.



Then as I came forward I noticed a small figure lurking near some rocks. I took a hatchett from my waist belt, jumped forward and swung the small axe down.
It was Timothy! I quickly withdrew the attack and sighed with relief.

"What are you doing here you little Kindrell?" I rubbed his small head of hair. Then I heard a comotion from further down the beach, I could hear huge claws snapped back and forth. "The others are in trouble!" I said to the boy who had no idea what I said and carried on playing with some stones.

I headed off back to the beach with haste.

(Continued from the Golden Beach)

I became vaguely aware that I was being dragged by a woman, when I felt no more movement I heard the voice of Julian and he was taking to Olivia about Scarlet’s condition.

My mind was swirling around in my head and I caught glimpses of what was happening around me. Days before coming to the island I had visions and dreams, and then as I got closer to the island the visions became worse.

The island was affecting my mind, but why?

The sun's rays shone down through the trees and onto my still, perplexed body. A numb hand tried reaching for the tablets that Madam Aurora had given me, but instead the container fell from my hand and onto the sand.

I laid Pete down in the sand and fell back myself, gasping.It had been hard work dragging the big man all the way here.

I looked about and saw that Julian had managed to carry Scarlet to the Cove. With the doctor gone, Scarlet was the only medical person we had amongst us! Julian was splashing her face in the cool sea water to try and wake her up.

I slowly stood and, maknig sure that Pete wa sin the shade, I took a look around the Cove. It was a beautiful sight! A nice secluded area. The strange jungle still loomed behind us but at either side of us were large rocks.

then I heard someone giggling. I looked around and saw little Timmy playing in the sand. Once again to my shock, I saw that Timmy had aged again! Now he seemed to be around three years old! He was smiling and chatting to himself.... oh my... he could talk!

I slowly walked over to him.

"Timmy?" I said slowly...

I stop playing in the sand and I look up at the people who have come to the Cove. I know the woman that is walknig towards me, the one that is speaking to me.

"Mummy?" I say.

The woman is close enough now. Yes! It IS her! I jump up from the sand and run over to her, wrapping my arms around her legs, giving her a great big hug!

"Mummy!" I say again, "I have missed you mummy!"

I crunched the tablet in my jaw and swallowed hard. Gulping once more, the world seemed to slow down and I could feel myself again. I had no idea what was happening to me but it was very strange. For the mean time these tablets from the Doc were helping, it helps stop the confusion and makes me feel more level headed.

Standing up I realised that I was in a secluded cove, I spoke with a groggy voice to Julian, "How did we get here? We were on the beach..." I rubbed my head, "...then there was Korg's symbol on the ground..." I groaned finally realising what had happened, "...and that giant crab came! Oh no! It had a claw missing, do I remember right? It had a claw missing?"

I thought for some time as my mind flashed back to the Cult's Lair back in port town. Korg had a giant claw for an arm - could this be where he got it from, from this island and off that creature? The claw seemed to have a mind of its own but was tainted with evil. The giant crab we saw wasn't evil, so perhaps it just me, I could be getting confused again.

My thoughts were interupted by a child's voice, my eyes darted towards the voice. It was Timothy and he was calling Olivia his mother and he had grown even more than before!

"Demon child! The child is pure evil from the depths of Hell!" I growled and thrust a finger towards him.

Pete's shouting awoke me from my unconscienceness, I could hear the boy, Timothy laughing and playing, Olivia was cradling him in her arms, she looked angered and afraid of Peterson , she would let no harm come to this boy.

Then I suddenly got a flash in my mind.....

....Timothys childish giggling became distorted and manic, the image of his sweet innocent face flashed in my mind and glowed a demonic red..

I fought with myself to shake these pictures, was this just the trauma from earlier? The paralysis on the beach after the spell and the attack of the crab? No... this was more, this child was evil!
Peterson knew it, I now knew it, but who else would believe it? What could we do, before it was too late?

I gasped for air and writhed in the sand as I felt stabbing pains in my chest and the images becoming more and more disturbing....

...Olivia, blood, the child, no longer a child, flames and still the laughter.....

My mind was spinning....sweat was poring from my face...I couldn't take any more today... I needed calming, quickly...

"Peterson, help me, HELP ME...."

Pete was shouting, Scarlet was shouting, Julian was running about in confusion, and Little Timmy... Little Timmy had just called me mummy!

It had taken me by such a surprise. He thought I was his mother? Every bit of worry I had feeling about the boy was washed away and I hugged him tightly.
It still troubled me that he wa aging so rapidly. I wondered wht he would look like the next time he changed.

"Pete," I shouted to him as he began to advance towards us, "you keep away from him! I swear it! Scarlet needs you help! Go to her instead!"

It felt like my gut was been wrenched out, telling Pete to leave me. My feelings for him were so strong, but this recent change in him was changing those feelings...

I felt the strong bond with Olivia and myself was starting to break. I was still in a state on confusion and was finding my emotions hard to control. Then Scarlet cried out for my help and I immediatly spun around to her.

I whispered into her ear, "Everything will be okay, try to relax we're away from the giant crab." Then coming in closer I made my voice hardly audioable so only Scarlet could hear, "we need to kill Timothy. I feel he has a connection with Korg..." I brushed the nurses hair from her face and she started to calm down, I could see there was a terrible burden on her mind and she slowly nodded in agreement.

We would have to betray Olivia because she was in danger, it was for her own good. Then I started to become more focused and realised I have an objective to to do, it gave me the drive to clear my mind and make sense of all the visions I was having:
Before coming to the island my mind was plaqued with visions, they showed me killing the engineering crew and slaying Timmothy. Perhaps the crew won't be physically killed, but their friendship with me will be. I knew deep down from first seeing the child that it should stay dead.

"But how could I do this without hurting Olivia and her connection with the child?" I whispered sofly into her ear.

I couldn't believe this was happening.
I had come to the Kingston to feel safe but I had never felt so alone and in danger in my life.
How could we kill a child?
How?
"There must be some other way?" my voice pleading.
Peterson shook his head.
I trusted Pete, I looked into his eyes as he stroked the hair from my face, they were honest and hurting I could see that. I knew this isn't what he wanted, that if the child was killed because of us people would never treat us the same...
I had an idea, but I had no clue if or how it would work.
"Couldn't we exorcise the demons from him, isn't that an option? He's just a boy, how powerful could he be at this age?"
Was what I was suggesting ridiculous? I didn't know, I just needed some option other than killing the child.

I'm in my mummys arms and I am so happy! I love this beach! I love to play in the sand and paddle in the water! I am very very happy!

I walk over to the large man with the hat and the eyepatch who is talking to the pretty lady. I recognise him. I have seen him with my mummy.

"Are you my daddy?" I ask him, "I hope you are!"