Travis
TRAVIS
The storm worsened, and the boat was thrown about like it weighed nothing. Despite how securely stored everything was, crashes rang out as things fell and upended while Jasper and I struggled to work out what they’d done to leave us floating here, helpless.
I pushed my glasses up my nose as I held the torch in my mouth, working my way through the circuit board to see what was missing or damaged.
“There’s too much water coming in. I’m going below to check the bilge—I want to make sure we’re not filling up as none of the alarms are working,” Jasper declared. He looked like a broken man, but he was still holding it together, and that made my life easier.
I nodded before taking the torch out of my mouth so I could speak. “Be careful, okay? I can’t lose you too.”
Pain flashed over his face. I knew neither of us had really digested the news about Finn. None of this felt real, but for now, we needed to survive it, so we focused on that.
He vanished, leaving me to find a solution because, without an engine or any way to call for help, I wasn’t sure any of us were making it out of here alive.