James Rodriguez
π€ SpeakerAppearances Over Time
Podcast Appearances
They were all true, weren't they?
The things we saw.
Not just hallucinations.
I adjusted our heading for Fidi.
Something on that island found the riced wounds in each of us.
Used them as weapons.
Five people dead.
Emily's voice remained clinical despite her exhaustion.
Because they couldn't face their guilt or because they faced it the wrong way.
I corrected, alone in denial.
The island fed on that.
Emily opened her research notebook, making notes.
Even now, Wilson will want explanations.
Evidence.
Wilson will want what he always wants, I replied.
Results.
Profit control.
The night stretched ahead of us, three hours of darkness over open ocean before reaching Fiji.
Emily's head eventually drooped against the window as exhaustion claimed her.
I maintain vigilance, checking instruments, measuring fuel consumption, calculating arrival time.