Lights on the Hill

Chapter 1: SIGNALSChapter 1: SIGNALSThe distress signal crackled through the Coast Guard station—intermittent, like the pulse of something dying.We took off in the helicopter immediately.Our team:— Álvaro — The pilot. Eternal smirk, sarcasm dripping from every word.— Mateo — The rescuer. Blunt, focused, no patience for chatter.— Camila — The technician. Quiet, observant, notices what others miss.— Me, Isabella — The coordinator. Composed. I keep my head cold, never letting panic take over.The maps showed nothing in that area—just open ocean.But the signal kept pinging. We followed it, eyes glued to the radar.— “Signal is strong, but this spot’s just water,” Álvaro squinted. “Blank space on the map. Feels like we’re flying on imagination.”— “Ghost island, maybe?” Mateo grumbled. “Like in those sailor tales.”— “I don’t like how it pulses,” Camila said softly. “Doesn’t sound like a normal …