Why did I decide to do this?
Why did I decide to go on a nice boat trip by myself?
Fear builds up in me, body shaking as I look below my boat…a gigantic shadow of some sea beast lurks below.
I stand still in my boat shocked and fearful for my own life. Fearing that if I move an inch the beast will come up from below the sea and swallow me and my boat full.
Suddenly a bigger boat comes up behin...