𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐀, peter pan

Chapter Twenty-Six

It was dark when Mara opened her eyes, she had dosed off while awaiting the game to end. She could see the late evening light from the entrance and barely see James sitting near her. Her neck ached when she lift her head up, she rested in a uncomfortable position while sitting up.

"How long have I been asleep?" She rubbed her eyes.

"Nearly all day" James moved to the entrance, "didn't sleep well last night?"

Mara thought of last night when she got out of bed and snuck out of the tent and was with Pan when they watched the Native dancing and singing. "No" she mumbled.

"First nights aren't the best but you'll get used to it"

"Tomorrow will become a week since I've been here"

"Well congratulations, you've made it through the first week" James sounded sarcastic.

She huffed in response and then stood up. The underground was small, she had to lower her head down a bit to avoid hitting her head on the ceiling. "Honestly it feels like I've been here for weeks, with the whole time standing still here"

"I remember that feeling" he sighed, "feels like I've been here for a hundred years"

She nodded.

James removed the cover from the entrance, "I think the game is over, sun's probably passed the horizon"

"You think?" She pulled up her canteen and took a gulp of the water "I'd like to get out of here and head back to the camp. Just want this day to end so I can have more rest"

"Alright" he climbed out of the underground first and she followed him.

Twilight colours filled the sky above them when she looked up through the tall trees, stars were showing and twinkling, just during the day it was all cloudy and now it was all clear. She thought rain would come.

"So I guess we got a long journey back to the camp" Mara half groaned and James was covering the entrance of his hiding spot with grass and leafs.

"We'll get there before night grows late, I'm sure not everyone is there yet" James started walking.

Night noises began before night could complete, crickets chirped, owls hooted, frogs croaked. Mara had walked through the woods and forests hundreds of times in her life, there were nights where she was frightened and there were times she wasn't. The sounds reminded her being in the Enchanted Forest, she missed it a little, and she could be in someplace else by now.

She wondered where, where could she be right now if she didn't had to stay in Neverland, night was nearly complete and she would be finding a place to stay. If in town, she'd look for an Inn or a barn, if in the woods, she'd just be in the ground. She thought of Captain Hook, wondering what he is doing at the moment, wondering if he was thinking about her or had forgotten about her already.

How long will it have to be when she'll see him again? Strange how she thinks of Killian Jones quite this often, she'd forget him by now, she barely knew him, he was a man, a pirate with shred of decency who took Mara in and gave her an opportunity of the adventure she had ever wanted, a pirate who taught her how to fight with a sword. She never blamed Hook, never blamed him about Neverland, he never knew this would happen.

Mara had to admit that she misses Killian a little.

"You'll hear them sometimes, you know?" James said, walking ahead of her.

"Hear them?" Mara walked fast for a moment until she was close to him, "Who?"

"Whispers from the dead" James gazed left to right, "Slightly said they are those who died in past here on this island. It's never a good idea to wander around in the night in these woods alone, they'll hear you, and see you then they'll whisper to you"