Part Three: The Island

 

Bridget ran until her legs collapsed under her.  The dolphin paused about twenty feet from the shore and waited until she caught her breath.  She was lying on the sand for about ten minutes.  She knew that she needed to start again when the dolphin started making soft dolphin squeals, but she was so tired.  “Just a little longer…” she murmured.

Part Two: The Dolphin

Bridget felt like she was being watched. She snapped around towards the woods, but nothing was there. “I’m being ridiculous.” she thought. “There’s no one there. There’s no one anywhere.”