Prisoner in Time (Time travel) (73 page)

“She was a good ship, tough, strong. I have no complaints,” Sophocles said with sadness.

Just then, another large wave crashed over the deck, knocking the two into the sea. The force of the wave rushed over them and carried them away from the ship. Zotikos popped up out of the water first. Searching for Sophocles, he bumped into something hard. Instantly, Sophocles popped up above the surface next to him.

“Sir, you made it,” Zotikos said, smiling.

“Not yet, my friend. It’s a long swim to shore,” Sophocles grinned.

A worried look came over Zotikos. Looking into Sophocles’ eyes, he said, “The crystal key, the scrolls… I have to go back.”

“Zotikos, it’s too dangerous. You have to save your strength. We need to swim now or we won’t make it,” Sophocles responded.

“But sir, it’s all we have left,” Zotikos replied.

“No, Zotikos, what is left is what we make of it. Let’s swim,” Sophocles ordered.

FOURTEEN HOURS LATER:

The day broke bright and clear. The great storm had past and all but four of the crew had made it to shore. Sophocles stood on the sandy beach and scanned the horizon. He breathed in a deep breath of air and exhale deep satisfaction. He had made it.

“Any sign of it?” Zotikos called out from behind Sophocles.

Sophocles turned and greeted his first officer.

“Well, good morning, Zotikos. Good to see you’re in fine spirits,” Sophocles teased, then continued. “No sign. The ship’s gone.”

“Do you think it could still be stuck on that sandbar?” Zotikos asked.

“It’s possible. It could have broken up and sank right there or it could have sailed out to sea during the storm,” Sophocles replied.

“Hmm, sad. It would have been nice to carry on with our treasures,” Zotikos said in saddened tone.

Sophocles put his hand on Zotikos’ shoulder and replied, “There will be more.”