leave this man here while we got them. For all we know, he might regain consciousness before we come back. We’ll need to secure him somehow.”
“Secure him?” I asked, confused.
“Tie him up. Make sure he can’t move when he does awake.”
“With what?” I asked dumbly.
Rob looked around the room. “Get me some of your clothes and a pair of scissors. Quickly!”
Chapter Two – A Desecrated Sanctuary
I leapt to obey Rob’s orders. He was in command of the situation. I was still shaking.
It didn’t take long to find clothes I was willing to part with. Truth be told, I’d easily give up my whole wardrobe if it meant never seeing the man again. Rob was satisfied when I gave him some old shirts and a couple pairs of jeans. I raced to retrieve the scissors from my desk, being extra careful to step around the body on the floor, but almost tripped over it anyway because I was so unsteady.
Rob handed me the bat before he started, but I doubted if I could have found the strength to hit him, had he stirred. The light aluminum bat in my hand felt like a lead-iron weight. Rob set to work quickly, and with obvious expertise. He wanted to have this man immobilized as quickly as I did.
The scissors sheared through my jeans, making long strips of fabric. Rob used those first to tie the man’s hands behind his back, and then did the same with his feet. Next, Rob took my shirts, and didn’t even bother with the scissors as he ripped them with his bare hands. He used the pieces to tie the man’s elbows and knees together. Neither of us spoke while he worked. When that was done, he set to doubling the number of cloth strips used at each joint, and then tripling. He pulled with as much force as he could after he tied each knot, ensuring that the man would not be able to break free.
My courage started coming back to me as I watched Rob work. Maybe it was seeing my attacker restrained like that, or maybe it was simply the time that had passed, but by the time Rob was done I was feeling significantly better. If the man woke up, I was confident the only muscles he could move would be in his face. My pulse had returned to normal, and my breathing had stabilized. My hands were still quivering slightly, though.
“There,” Rob said, tying the final knot. “He won’t be getting out any time soon.”
“What do we do now?” I asked.
“We have to figure some things out. Who was he? What did he want? He came at you for a reason – do you know why?”
“I don’t,” I lied. I couldn’t tell Rob about the crystals after the oath I swore. It was simply not possible
“Maybe it was a burglary then?” Rob opined. “But how did he get to Traven Island? A random attack doesn’t make any sense.” Rob rolled his shoulders uneasily. “We’ll need help moving him out of your room.”
“Where?
“I don’t know. But we can’t keep him here. Is there anyone you trust here?”
“I trust the girls.”
“Call them!”
I nodded, and ran to my backpack to pull out my phone. While I was there, the realization struck that if there had been one attacker, there could easily be more. I stole a glance behind me, and saw that Rob was looking the other way. I quickly opened the desk drawer to pull out the silver bag containing my crystal. I clutched it tight in my hand. I would not leave myself helpless again.
The crystal made an imprint in my palm. After a moment, I realized my haste had been foolish. There was nobody else in the room now, which meant I didn’t need to cling onto the crystal as if my life depended on it. I slipped it into my jeans pocket and flipped the phone open to dial one of the girls.
Ashley picked up after a few rings.
“Hello?”
“Ashley! It’s Tracy. Something bad has happened.” My voice shook as I relived the memory. The sight of the man on the floor didn’t help. “Come to my room as