Storm of Sharks
“His body screamed with the memory of the battle aboard the Lucky Shot, each and every wound on fire, awakening him from his troubled sleep. Initially he imagined he was still dreaming, trapped in an awful nightmare. As he bucked and writhed, he felt the attacks anew: two sword blows to the chest, a crushed right shoulder blade and a searing pain through the guts where a harpoon had skewered him. His eyes flew open, but his vision remained flooded by the blinding, bright light. He flung his arm ...out, reaching for something, anything, that might tell him where he was. The world was no longer rocking: he was on dry land, but where? He heard something move close by, his fingers reaching in the direction of the sound. Warm flesh – a wrist? He grabbed it as the owner tried to pull free from his feeble hold.
‘He’s awake!’ It was a child’s voice, raised high in alarm. Something hard – a boot, perhaps – caught Drew in the face, sending his head to one side, his nose bursting with the impact.MoreLess
‘He’s awake!’ It was a child’s voice, raised high in alarm. Something hard – a boot, perhaps – caught Drew in the face, sending his head to one side, his nose bursting with the impact.MoreLess
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