"A lake is a landscape's most beautiful and expressive feature. It is Earth's eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature."
In which two cousins go on a journey that will change both of their lives forever.
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(all around we go)
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ANOTHER CABIN. THEY WERE IN ANOTHER CABIN. AZ AND BREE GASP FOR AIR JUST BARELY CLINGING ON TO EACH OTHER. It was less dizzier than before and they were able to take in their surroundings this time. AZ rubs her back wincing in pain. "Lemme guess. Cursed one too many times and now I've found myself in hell." She wheezes out. "Tor couldn't go first though?" She blinks and sees this cabin was much smaller than the one before, brighter, and full of bustling Black women. Again, a woman's wail fills the space, a single torturous note drawn out, then ending. Voices of encouragement, another low moan. Bree groans as she gets up.
"What was that?" Bree asks.
"Where are we?" AZ follows.
They turn expecting for Patricia to be there and answer but instead she's replaced by Louisa. The older woman stands beside them, still in her bloody dress, and stares across the cabin without answering. Her eyes track two women who exit through a side door carrying a heavy metal pail held between them.
"What is going on?" AZ huffs and stands up making her way to her cousin. She grabs her elbow.
"Are you okay?" Bree nods and then turns her attention towards Louisa who decides to speak.
