“So am I. Very.” A squeak of terror.
“I’ve found out the name of this island, Price.”
“Indeed?”
McVittie sinks his voice even deeper.
“It’s called—Umborroweeboo.”
“Gracious. What ever does that mean?”
“It means....” His voice becomes blood-curdling in its intensity. “It means The-Island-that-wants-to-be-let-alone. It’s a sinister spot, Price. They say....”
Darkness begins to close in rapidly. Price shivers.
“What do they say?”
“They say it can vanish beneath the sea and reappear in another place, after remaining submerged for years.”