Approaching The Dot
As they neared the dot on the horizon, the team fell silent, realizing it might indeed be Ethan. “I think it’s really him,”
one crewmate whispered, straining to see through the spray. “Get the life preserver ready,” the captain ordered.
They scanned the water anxiously, hearts pounding as they got closer. The shape slowly grew clearer, bobbing up and down with the waves.
Each second felt like an hour as they held their breaths, hoping against hope.