Bodies begin to fill the water around me, arms and legs sprawled out, hair floating about their heads. It’s surreal, almost peaceful, the way they sink. But there is nothing peaceful about the faces. They are frozen in a mask of fear, mouths open in an endless scream, eyes wide and bulging. The sight of them makes me shudder. So much death is a bad omen. I want to get this done and get as far from here as possible. But I must wait.
Finally, the first body shimmers, almost like the water around an eel does. With a whispered magic word, I activate the bracelets on my wrists, making them shimmer as well. Now, half in their world, half in mine, I reach for the body, grasping at the shimmer that has formed into a shape vaguely resembling the body it just vacated. Though it struggles in my grasp, I haul it easily away. Beneath the blue coral on the ocean floor lies the crowded cage where I take the soul. Poseidon will be pleased.
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