A boy lost at sea ten years ago unexpectedly returns home

Margot had long ago learned to live with a pain most mothers can't even imagine. Her son, Oscar, a cheerful and enthusiastic seven-year-old, disappeared during a family cruise ten years ago. One moment he was standing next to her at the railing... and suddenly he was gone—as if the ocean had claimed him. The search lasted for weeks. Helicopters combed the air. Rescue vessels sailed out to sea. Volunteers searched every inch of the coastline. But they found nothing. It happened on a rainy Thursday. They had just cleared the table after dinner when the doorbell rang—sharp, insistent. Evan walked to the door, looked through the peephole, and froze. Not a word. Not a movement. Just a pale face. A thin teenager stood in the doorway. His clothes hung loosely, his skin sickly pale. Wet hair obscured his eyes. "Oscar?" The boy raised his head, and Margot saw everything she knew by heart: That same small scar, the contours of his face, the habit of biting his lip when he was nervous. It was him. Alive. Returned after ten years. But greatly changed. He didn't say a word—even when Margot sobbed, holding him close, and Evan stood nearby, stunned into silence. Oscar sat down on the sofa, tense, as if ready to flee. His gaze darted around, scanning the rooms and doors. Questions poured out one after another. But he remained silent. Only tears quietly trickled down his cheeks. The next day, his parents bought him everything new—clothes, shoes, bedding. Only memories remained of the old Oscar. However, the strangeness kept increasing. He flinched at sharp sounds. He refused to sleep by the window. Margot found him that night on the stairs, sitting with his arms around his knees. "They... they said you'd forgotten me," he whispered. Margot felt her heart break. "Who said that?" she asked softly. Oscar lowered his eyes. "People from the island." Gradually, Oscar began to remember—in short fragments. He fell into the water. Someone threw him a rope. They pulled him onto a wooden boat without a flag. They brought him to the island. An island that doesn't appear on maps. There were other children there. They all had the same story. They were told: "Your parents have stopped looking." And for ten years, Oscar lived believing he had been abandoned. Until one night, a storm destroyed part of the fence. He fled. The police immediately began an investigation. But when they arrived at the coordinates Oscar had recalled from memory... There was nothing there. And the last thing Oscar said made everyone tremble. "They said... if anyone manages to escape... They'll come back for the rest."