Chapter 4

When I heard the yelling, I ran over, my heart pounding. Everyone had gathered, anxious and confused. A flicker of hope sparked in me, and I forced my way to the front.

The captain stood there, soaked through. On the boat lay a woman, bloodied and motionless.

Her hair was a tangled mess covering her face, but I recognized the clothes right away. It was Janice.

My eyes scanned the horizon, but there were no other boats. Timothy was nowhere to be seen. A wave of panic hit me as I rushed over to the woman.

"Janice, Janice, is that…