As long as Jesse stayed on the life raft, he was fine. He clutched the tablet to his chest and breathed a sigh of relief as the island self-destructed behind him. Within the confines of the floating raft, he could think of his next move.
The Tablet of Wisdom required a harrowing journey to uncharted lands, of which there were few in the 20th century. It required sacrifice.
Jesse jumped and turned. Floating next to him, his old partner looked angry. A bullet hole still bled from his translucent forehead.
“How am I alive? I’m not.”