I dove for the boat.

Knowing I only had moments before the ship exploded I turned from the cook and dove for the water. The cold ocean water hit my face. I swam as fast as I could to the lifeboat. Once I made it aboard I laid there limp while I caught my breath.

I could hear the cook’s insane laughter over the waves. Then…

[…I paddled further from the doomed ship.]


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