So, Jack woke up at 6 that morning. He didn't know why, but he couldn't sleep. He had something in his mind.
And that "something" was an idea, an idea of traveling.
He just understood it - he wants to go to a special place, and in his mind "a special place" sounded like Antarctica.
He took his phone and called Jules.
- Hey there, I just have an idea, - he said.
- What a fuck are you talking about, man? It's 6 in the morning...- and Jules was interrupted-
- You'll like it, I'm sure.
- Okay, continue...
- Antarctica.
- What?
- Antarctica...
- No
- Why not? Such a beautiful place?
- No, good night.
Jules left the talk.
"Just okay, he'll call me later," Jack thought.
He went to the kitchen and made a cup of coffee for himself. Then he went to the shower. He understood, that it is dangerous, but he just wanted it.
30 minutes later he called Will:
- Hey there, do you want to spend some of your time in Antarctica together with me?
- What does Jules think about it?
- Does it matter? Answer my question.
- Yes. Yes, I want to.
- Perfect! Tomorrow at 2 pm at the "Gary's".
- But...-
"Yes, yes!!!" Jack thought.
But he just didn't know, what's going to happen...
