There were a lot of people passing us by. They were heading towards the rafts, and all I could do was hold on to Christopher’s hand and follow the crowd.
I made sure that Lyle and Crystal were on their way as well before following Christopher ahead. He seemed to know the ship fairly well and quickly found a raft. He immediately released it and threw it onto the sea before reaching out to me.
As soon as I reached out, someone shoved me aside and jumped into the water, heading straight for the raft. Nevertheless, Christopher demonstrated some Herculean strength as he pulled the man back and threw him on the floor before jumping in with me, pushing me towards the raft.
I was actually afraid of the water as I had a few traumatizing experiences, but our lives were at stake, so I actually forgot all about it and swam for it
Eventually, I got my hands on the raft and climbed onto it with Christopher. But it was not over. More and more people started climbing into the raft. The maximum capacity of a small raft like that was six, so it looked like we were about to tip over.
The man that pushed me also got on, took a knife out of nowhere, and lunged towards me. Christopher noticed it and quickly shielded me as the knife stabbed into his abdomen.
“Christopher!” I wrapped my hands around him. But before I could say anything, the raft capsized, and everyone fell into the water. Christopher’s blood dyed the sea red, and I could feel that he was slowly sinking. Even the rope tying us together was getting loose, so the only thing I could do was hold on to him with all my strength.
Right then, the capsized raft floated towards us, like a sign from heaven telling us it was not our time to die. I quickly pushed Christopher onto the raft. And just when I was about to get on myself, someone grabbed my leg.
“Christopher Lane, if I can’t kill you, I’ll take your woman instead.” John appeared out of nowhere and dragged me back into the sea. He laughed menacingly and shoved my head under the water.
I was completely caught off guard, unable to move from the amount of force he was using, and took a few gulps of seawater as I struggled to break free. When I did, he would push me down right away. That said, I still noticed Christopher jumping in and kicking John away with my blurred vision.
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