Too Far away 2015

Chapter 2

We walk to the boat carrying my new scuba gear and my rusty spear gun. The boat towers over me as I approach, "there's a big chilli bin at the stern of the boat to put your scuba gear in""thanks" I reply, I drop my rusty spear gun into the boat, and climb in using the ladder at the back, I walk up the middle of the boat, I climb up and sit in the small passenger seat made out of plastic, I watch the sea try to pull the boat out as Fred climbs in and drops his older scuba gear into the huge chilli bin, "help me start the motor" shouts Fred, "okay" I shout back, as I walk back towards stern where the small johnson motor sits on the end of the boat, "On three" "One" "Two" "Three", I pull the chord as hard as I could. The motor putts to life, "Quickly, We need to move before we get pushed onto the shore.

The boat breaks the waves sprinkling water on my face, " How much further ? I ask, " umm about 5 mins north and then 2 mins west" he replies, As we near a big rock the motor turns off, "were here" shouts Fred, " Ok" ''let's put our gear on, We quickly walk down to the big chilli bin to grab our gear, After a few minutes we have got our wetsuits and our oxygen tanks on our back, We put on our mask as we fall off the side of the boat, The Cold blue surrounds me as I drop into the deep blue, We grab our radios and test them out "Hello" ... "hello" Yay they work" we exclaim, " we need to put on our weight belts", I wrap the belt around me and push the red button on the middle, I feel the jobs of the needles going into my skin, After a couple of minutes my mind goes foggy, and I start to lose consciousness, I look over at fred and see the same thing happening to him, I try to take the belt off but it's too late...