Vanishing

A psychological thriller that explores themes of isolation, guilt, and the human need to escape. Through the eyes of an unreliable narrator, the reader is drawn into a world where the lines between reality and fiction blur, culminating in a twisted tale of betrayal and madness.

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Chapter 1: The Skeleton Crew

The idea of locating the Leviathan on my own had started out as a thrilling challenge, but reality has a way of sobering even the most stubborn...
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Chapter 2: Slade

The next round of interviews tested my patience. Five more candidates, five more failures. A programmer who talked too much, a drifter who barely...
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Prologue: The Ultimate Deception

There’s a certain allure to vanishing completely - the idea of stepping out of your life and reemerging as someone untraceable, free. As I sat in the...

Chapter 3: Why now?

Why now, at sixty, when most men are settling into the twilight of their lives, am I consumed by the urge to obliterate my current self? I’ve asked...

Chapter 4: The Long Wait

The days after meeting Slade stretched out like a lethargic cat, sluggish and uncertain. Time seemed to slow, giving me more space to think, to doubt...
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Chapter 5: Into the Blue

Mumbai was unlike any place I’d ever seen - teeming with life, a cacophony of sounds, smells, and colours that hit you the moment you stepped off the...
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Chapter 6: Unearthed Secrets

The Leviathan groaned as we touched down on her rusted deck, the helicopter’s blades whipping the air into a frenzy before finally settling into...
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Chapter 7: Discovering new routines

Days on the Leviathan bled into one another, each one an indistinguishable echo of the last. Time had a way of warping out here in the middle of...
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Chapter 8: The Abyss Within

It started as a vague worry, the kind that creeps up on you in the quiet moments and takes root in the back of your mind. Clyde was missing. Not just...
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Chapter 9: Psychological Warfare

The ship was groaning again. It had been doing that more frequently lately, or maybe I was just more attuned to it now, more aware of the eerie...

Chapter 10: The Final Chapter

I step into the lifeboat, the oars heavy in my hands, the weight of everything finally settling on my shoulders. The night is calm, eerily so, the...

Epilogue: The Lost Manuscript

Years later, on a remote island far from any known trade routes, a journal washes up on the shore. It’s tattered, waterlogged, and barely legible,...
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