Lost • Taekook •

15

6 days adrift

"do you know where we are?"

i look at taehyung, slightly dazed. "n-no."

the motor of the boat had sputtered out days ago, neither of us able to get it started up again. now we're just aimlessly drifting along with the waves.

my eyes widen in realization. 

fuck.

i hurriedly stumble down to the cabin and fumble through the cabinets, and finally find what i'm looking for.

i flip through the pages of the notebook taehyung and i use when recording our positions at sea and land upon the most recent messily written coordinates.

from nearly a week ago.

i curse. how could i have been so forgetful? 

i nearly trip over my feet to get to the radio, and i fiddle with the knobs, trying to get a signal.

static. crackling.  

i grip the walkie talkie connected to the device.

"mayday, mayday, this is the mayaluga, does anyone copy?"

static.

"hello? our last recorded position was 129 degrees west and latitude 12 north, does anyone copy?"

more crackling.

"hello?" frustrated, i hurry back up to the deck and fiddle with the radio above, hoping to get a better signal.

"mayday!" i yell into the walkie talkie hoarsely. "mayday..."

tears start welling up in my eyes. i shake the walkie talkie, losing hope.

"is anybody there?"

no answer.

"please, send help. mayday!"

crackling.

i scream and throw the device away in anger, leaning my head on my knee.

help me.

please.