“Water’s Path”56Please respect copyright.PENANA84lMOgYKvQ
The grate groaned louder this time.56Please respect copyright.PENANAvsrH3pv34t
Musa had oiled the hinges the day before, but rust still fought them on principle. Jabari winced at the noise — not because it might give them away, but because it was inefficient. Unclean. Sloppy.56Please respect copyright.PENANAokx8bodks8
Otieno ducked in first, his frame slipping through the rectangular opening like he’d done it before.56Please respect copyright.PENANAbjOpht21fk
Because he had.56Please respect copyright.PENANAdyPVAIHfvU
Jabari followed, torchlight already painting the sloped concrete ahead of them in shaky yellow arcs. Musa took the rear, glancing back once to check that the lock clicked quietly into place.56Please respect copyright.PENANAA6vYPE193C
Below them, the earth sloped downward — the tunnel running like an artery between buried decades.56Please respect copyright.PENANAnWlY2lfBEC
They said nothing. They had said enough upstairs — mapped it, measured it, debated its existence.56Please respect copyright.PENANAl7yw8eL3su
Now they moved. The walls narrowed where old pipes jutted from the ceiling, dripping condensation and rust. Footprints marked the sludge — faint, shallow, but undeniable.56Please respect copyright.PENANAtRN6gUaCqe
Otieno paused and pointed. Three footprints. One small, barefoot.56Please respect copyright.PENANAsvv9zjfMGr
Musa stared. “Girls’ side?”56Please respect copyright.PENANAo3m5nzl3oZ
“Maybe,” Otieno muttered.56Please respect copyright.PENANACQbzAA0XkV
“Maybe not,” Jabari said. “Shadow Walkers don’t move to be recognized.”56Please respect copyright.PENANAsmTtOzpeDp
They walked for seven more minutes.56Please respect copyright.PENANAHrXIEPfP3s
The tunnel veered slightly to the left, then leveled. At the far end, beneath the old junction where Kisumu Girls’ science wing once connected to the shared pre-independence utility shaft, a faint patch of air carried a new scent: chalk dust and old detergent.56Please respect copyright.PENANAa9NksNHTom
Jabari stopped.56Please respect copyright.PENANAp3M2jWhTRn
The space widened slightly. A second hatch — rusted but intact — blocked the passage forward. Spray-painted once in faded white: “O3” — the old access tag for shared maintenance between both schools.56Please respect copyright.PENANA2zEGb2tIUj
Jabari placed his hand against it.56Please respect copyright.PENANA2lVodi4WAg
Warm. Not recent use — recent presence.56Please respect copyright.PENANAu8HZTlkBl2
He knelt and examined the lock. Not padlocked. Not welded. Just… placed. Like someone expected it to stay closed out of memory, not resistance.56Please respect copyright.PENANAbORlvOwY9i
Otieno bent down beside him. “Should we open it?”56Please respect copyright.PENANAA2x9gml0yt
Jabari looked to Musa. Musa didn’t nod. He just stepped back.56Please respect copyright.PENANA50ti6OKED9
They opened it.56Please respect copyright.PENANA5ybvIQzbIg
The air that spilled out was drier than the tunnel — warmer. Faint traces of soap and boiled cabbage told them what they feared: They were on the other side now.56Please respect copyright.PENANAyGOlP9hdBt
They emerged behind a collapsed water pump near the base of what used to be the girls’ science annex — now a disused tool shed beside a cracked concrete trough.56Please respect copyright.PENANAGe7euDFyl5
It was quiet. But not still.56Please respect copyright.PENANAv2S8URd95E
Musa crouched immediately and pointed to something beneath the trough:56Please respect copyright.PENANAxPJLYfe3iJ
A red ribbon, frayed at the edge, tied to a pipe. Not school-issued. Shadow Walker.56Please respect copyright.PENANAxMe7uaorIp
Jabari’s breath slowed.56Please respect copyright.PENANAmAZRFUahjM
Otieno glanced up toward the tree line. “They know.”56Please respect copyright.PENANALnr3lYLmwk
“They’ve known,” Musa muttered.56Please respect copyright.PENANAYweCRBmTQD
Jabari scanned the treetops, the broken greenhouse beyond the annex, the faint shadows leaning in the wind.56Please respect copyright.PENANADnE5fKV36C
No alarms. No voices. But they were not alone. He felt it in his bones.56Please respect copyright.PENANAVKXBhsBJhl
They didn’t linger. The breach had been proven. The path existed. The schools were not two. They were one body, stitched together by ignorance and fear — and now, that thread was unraveling.56Please respect copyright.PENANAaOtavWtn1w
As they retreated into the tunnel, Jabari whispered low:56Please respect copyright.PENANAPgmHNZQMOk
“No word of this. Not yet. Not until we understand what they’ve left behind.”56Please respect copyright.PENANAbYfgc42dSW
Musa didn’t respond. But Otieno, from behind, whispered the question they were all too afraid to ask:56Please respect copyright.PENANAGJshgZmN1b
“And what if they’ve never left?”
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He wasn’t meant to be there.56Please respect copyright.PENANA6kecFY5A9W
He hadn’t been invited.56Please respect copyright.PENANAe3zWDGKXhW
Hadn’t even been told.56Please respect copyright.PENANAoTEdeSmANM
But Juma knew how Jabari moved when he was hiding something. The way he tucked his sleeves. The way he avoided eye contact with people who asked too few questions.56Please respect copyright.PENANADMCetxOpvT
So, when Jabari, Musa, and Otieno vanished after prep without explanation, Juma followed — a few paces back, hidden in the shadow of the unfinished perimeter wall.56Please respect copyright.PENANAzpLWRElQAL
At first, he thought they were going to stash records. Maybe revisit the archive gap Otieno had found. But when they pried open the borehole grate, his stomach turned.56Please respect copyright.PENANAGCJkfOSF5C
The tunnel.56Please respect copyright.PENANAOCOW6OGaek
They were testing the tunnel. Without him.56Please respect copyright.PENANAVnyTEwFDSO
Juma waited until the last foot disappeared. Then crept forward and lowered himself in.56Please respect copyright.PENANAA2XhuAqA1W
He didn’t follow directly. He walked slower, far enough back to let the echoes settle. He didn’t need to hear them. He just needed to watch. He could still smell the rust of the pipe joints. Still hear the old riddle in his mind— “follow water to truth”. It used to sound like legend.56Please respect copyright.PENANA0i5wr4mSNY
Now it felt like betrayal.56Please respect copyright.PENANAIzSVr0FnFm
Crossing into the girls’ side?56Please respect copyright.PENANAJjTXLcGJ4o
For what? Information? Or for someone?56Please respect copyright.PENANAcCRdcZ9gPe
Kim’s name surfaced like a wound, unspoken but sharp. Did she know? Had she met Jabari? Was this part of their “alliance,” the one Juma never got the full story on?56Please respect copyright.PENANAwcbcsLv6k2
The wall was supposed to divide them. Now Jabari moved through it like it didn’t exist.56Please respect copyright.PENANA5w8jlu1aea
Juma clenched his fists. It wasn’t just about power anymore. It was about truth. And about who got to hold it first.56Please respect copyright.PENANAX3fwKl6wcS
As Jabari and his crew reached the junction beneath the science annex and paused to survey the exit point, Juma watched from behind a bend, hidden in shadow.56Please respect copyright.PENANARCxNlFAcbU
He didn’t speak. Didn’t breathe. But in his chest, a slow decision began to form. If Jabari won’t say what he’s doing… Then Juma will find out for himself.56Please respect copyright.PENANANX02KiF4Rp
Even if it means crossing alone.
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They never heard them coming.56Please respect copyright.PENANAbvbwOUZGV0
Not Otieno, who usually heard everything. Not Musa, whose instincts were tight as fencing wire. Not even Jabari, who trusted shadows too well.56Please respect copyright.PENANAZbXE6bcTVD
They were halfway back through the tunnel, the return path slick with dripping lime-water, when the air shifted.56Please respect copyright.PENANA3g4Zyrsg6h
It wasn’t light. It was heat. Then a hiss.56Please respect copyright.PENANAv7mwDFms12
Kerosene.56Please respect copyright.PENANAotmS2X8fHZ
The smell punched into the space like a slap—acrid, chemical, recent.56Please respect copyright.PENANANV4xcHw1ph
Jabari stopped dead. He threw a hand out to halt the others.56Please respect copyright.PENANABvtxWZHCdm
From up ahead — near the tunnel mouth — came a glint.56Please respect copyright.PENANAl2HiN6GNEz
Small. Orange.56Please respect copyright.PENANAOqvlca4Av5
Then the flare lit.56Please respect copyright.PENANAguyddZyqmZ
A white-hot hiss exploded forward, rolling fire in a half-spiral across the wet stone. Jabari yanked back violently, his games kit catching on a pipe and nearly igniting.56Please respect copyright.PENANArBJBqhnpwD
He hit the wall hard, smothering the sleeve in dirt. Musa cursed.56Please respect copyright.PENANAGJach7SkQE
Otieno dove back into the bend.56Please respect copyright.PENANAIRnXYiO7v5
And then they heard it— A voice.56Please respect copyright.PENANAvGZS0REgWM
Calm. Cold. Crooked by the tunnel’s acoustics:56Please respect copyright.PENANAsGL7X0snV7
“You were warned.”56Please respect copyright.PENANAN9hH3xr7nJ
The light died as quickly as it came.56Please respect copyright.PENANAwXc4yrCyHf
When they stumbled forward five minutes later — torchlight flickering nervously — they found only the reek of scorched cloth, a blackened floor, and a small smear of red chalk on the tunnel wall:56Please respect copyright.PENANAHMHoOY7PuL
A glyph: Shadow Walker fire mark.56Please respect copyright.PENANAq1fpnRNdzG
Jabari said nothing for a long time.56Please respect copyright.PENANAHOPRMx5oIs
Musa stared at the chalk. “They knew we’d be here.”56Please respect copyright.PENANAwEz59ru3J0
Otieno clenched his jaw. “They let us in… just to mark the border.”56Please respect copyright.PENANAAB0i8A7aqZ
Jabari’s voice was low when it finally came:56Please respect copyright.PENANAF7UOUeLar6
“No. They let us in… to remind us it’s not ours.”56Please respect copyright.PENANAP3vkHqvotA
From high above in the greenhouse shadows, Kwame uncapped the second flare and blew gently on the tip.56Please respect copyright.PENANAOt0o8whj5C
Ayo looked down at the smoking tunnel vent.56Please respect copyright.PENANA8yyk0pNzUG
“Was that really necessary?”56Please respect copyright.PENANAIwvM1smY8O
Kwame didn’t smile. He just whispered:56Please respect copyright.PENANApICeC2Wi73
“They drew maps of our bones. Now we burn their paper.”56Please respect copyright.PENANAEBuDyGeXp0
The flare’s glow had barely died when Kwame stepped out of the smoke.56Please respect copyright.PENANAje5EAvsLux
No hood. No bluff.56Please respect copyright.PENANAf82eVWHyat
Just him — tall, furious, silent.56Please respect copyright.PENANAZdops7JahD
Jabari rose quickly, dirt smearing his sleeve, his eyes locked with Kwame’s like old enemies recognizing the war had finally begun.56Please respect copyright.PENANAlJXYYeX6fT
Kwame said nothing. He raised a second flare.56Please respect copyright.PENANALJG9N8m0de
And that’s when Musa moved. He didn’t shout. Didn’t warn.56Please respect copyright.PENANAzoeCb4HTAc
Just tackled Kwame sideways with a thud that cracked against the pipe wall. The flare dropped, bounced once — skidded harmlessly into a puddle. Extinguished.56Please respect copyright.PENANAx7b0J9gwnA
They crashed into the damp stone, grunting, Musa’s elbow driving into Kwame’s chest with years of silent discipline.56Please respect copyright.PENANAzmH2viYl1E
Otieno was already helping Jabari to his feet.56Please respect copyright.PENANABiNzdmR2vG
But Ayo — Ayo was gone.56Please respect copyright.PENANA18CpwHRegM
The boys spun, torchlight slicing through the tunnel like frantic blades.56Please respect copyright.PENANAFXskMwyZS0
No sound. No echo. A shadow where Ayo had been seconds before.56Please respect copyright.PENANAloV6Y2pDTw
And on the ground where he’d stood — half hidden under an old gear bag — was a folded square of thick paper.56Please respect copyright.PENANAlqcQxz0qG2
Black. Crisp.56Please respect copyright.PENANAhhjgN8WI8a
Stamped with a mark: M.O.56Please respect copyright.PENANAsZ4txKAVz1
Jabari picked it up carefully. The wax seal had melted slightly from the heat — enough to distort the shape.56Please respect copyright.PENANAvYtf9uKmrN
But he recognized the symbol beneath the black ink.56Please respect copyright.PENANACxFXYCL2cu
Mercy’s initials.56Please respect copyright.PENANAqMphlgqenx
Kwame lay pinned beneath Musa, coughing. He didn’t fight back. Didn’t speak.56Please respect copyright.PENANAoRvQQviFmV
But his eyes were locked on Jabari.56Please respect copyright.PENANA9PGbZAG4n6
Daring him to guess how deep this went.56Please respect copyright.PENANAfTYxwSkVoF
Jabari backed away slowly, holding the black card like it might catch flame.56Please respect copyright.PENANANMhnicrhK8
Otieno whispered, “He was never here for us.”56Please respect copyright.PENANA66PfGgZO1S
“No,” Jabari said, his voice low. “He was here for the message.”
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The chapel had long been closed for renovations — at least that’s what the staff told anyone who asked. But Mercy knew better.56Please respect copyright.PENANAXQEbtlie8l
The boarded doors didn’t stop her.56Please respect copyright.PENANAcahrY4wKrj
She descended through the old sacristy vent — a crawlspace known only to three girls in the school’s long history. She entered barefoot, silent, and carrying only a candle stub, a bottle of ink, and the folded black card Ayo had delivered.56Please respect copyright.PENANAUyIcDU4qxh
She sat on the edge of the cracked altar bench, unfurled the card under the flickering light, and stared.56Please respect copyright.PENANAxISWLRTF5m
Her initials. But not her handwriting.56Please respect copyright.PENANArSWqN70Gsd
A test. Or a tribute. Either way, she recognized the pattern.56Please respect copyright.PENANAfY4jMaTMnW
It wasn’t just a seal. It was layered.56Please respect copyright.PENANAetwr365O2Q
The fold lines created seven geometric segments — each containing a barely visible ink dot. It wasn’t aesthetic. It was directional.56Please respect copyright.PENANALyVdDbeMl4
Mercy rotated the card slowly, letting muscle memory guide her. It felt familiar. Like a map she hadn’t drawn but had once walked.56Please respect copyright.PENANAJ66T8uMwFA
Then it clicked.56Please respect copyright.PENANAxBhQwcUGDe
She opened her ink bottle, dipped a pin in lightly, and connected the dots in the order they appeared from fold to fold. A new shape formed:56Please respect copyright.PENANADxYK9B2KMM
A spiral that looped west, then curved north — then stopped.56Please respect copyright.PENANAKepWqASzx8
It mirrored the forgotten layout beneath the science annex. The same route she'd once used to vanish during inspections, emerge behind the greenhouse, and drop messages across the wall without ever touching its surface.56Please respect copyright.PENANApUYxFWCYu3
It wasn’t just a cipher. It was a return route.56Please respect copyright.PENANA6T3XkYwD5R
Ayo hadn’t just escaped the boys’ ambush — he’d reopened the thread Mercy had left behind. And sent it back.56Please respect copyright.PENANAWAn1W1GXbc
June didn’t mean to watch her. But she'd grown used to Mercy disappearing at odd hours, always returning with a sharper look in her eyes — like she knew something no one had asked yet.56Please respect copyright.PENANAomgdOUqH7R
This morning, June followed — only a few steps behind. She never entered the chapel basement. She only peeked once through the warped window slit.56Please respect copyright.PENANAuIS8I3XoAd
And what she saw?56Please respect copyright.PENANAY7uM3VBGfj
Mercy — lit by a single flame, her fingers gliding across the black card like a priestess reading scripture.56Please respect copyright.PENANAL7KOMsFt4X
She was smiling. Not cruelly. Not proudly.56Please respect copyright.PENANA66hxhPGs23
Knowingly.56Please respect copyright.PENANAVKXdOT0HFc
And that terrified June more than any punishment Mercy had ever given.56Please respect copyright.PENANAE7UT5IlbcB
Mercy turned the card over. One last message, revealed only when ink-stained fingers warmed the wax:56Please respect copyright.PENANALnJDasvIzY
“Some truths only reveal themselves in reverse.”56Please respect copyright.PENANAcrKkp9ShIm
She smiled wider. So that was the game. They hadn’t just reopened the tunnel. They had given her the key to walk back through it.56Please respect copyright.PENANAY4Yzy7vPXd
Mercy stood, tucking the black card into the seam of her skirt. Her steps were slow, silent, almost ceremonial as she exited the chapel’s back door and disappeared toward the annex.56Please respect copyright.PENANAWbCl8jZzdn
By dusk, the greenhouse would hum with new footsteps.56Please respect copyright.PENANAVJl5icgGKw
And the Shadow Walkers — on the girls’ side — would know that their serpent had returned not to bite, but to lead.
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