"I have to go now," I say. It's all I can force out.

Fati laughs. "I'm sorry, Stew. I don't know how I got here, and I don't know how you got here. But I do know that no one leaves. Not really."

Jonathan cautiously approached. "And where are you wanting to go?" he whispered.

I turned, took four long strides, and wordlessly jumped into the lake.

I know she's waiting for me.