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Three scrolls.

Three continents.

Three demons in pursuit. 

   I heard the crashing of waves and smelled salt in the air.  My heart raced.  I opened my eyes to see the swamp and not the ocean.  

   A vision of my father stepped out of my thoughts and projected in front of me. 

   Waves crashing?  Salty air? The ghost of my father?  Have I gone mad?

   He hovered mid-air as though he was looking for something. 

  'Search your memories, Jess.  You must hurry. Time is running out.' ”