Chapter 2

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"Dear travelers, we have a problem", a concerned male voice spoke through the speakers. Harry could hear the water hitting the surface as the ship kept turning to it's left and right.

The voice through the speakers let the travelers know that there was seriously something wrong. This was not a drill.

"Let's go look what's going on!" Liam said, thinking it wasn't that serious. The two left their room and ran up the stairs towards the deck. Water was pouring all over the sides of the ship. Harry almost slipped as he saw security coming up the stairs.

"What are you doing here! You have to get down! This is dangerous!" The security guard led them both downstairs and told them to stay in their rooms until they knew more of the situation and what to do about it.

Several minutes passed by and Harry noticed that the boat wasn't sailing anymore. He guessed that the boat got stuck in the rock, but he couldn't be more wrong. It was too dark to look outside the small back window. Liam had fallen asleep again - Harry thought but he woke up as soon as they both heard screams coming from the deck. They both hurried down the small corridors and made their way up to where the screams were coming from. It was then when they realised one side of the ship was much deeper into the water than the other side. The ship was slowly sinking.

Harry's heart raced and Liam had already fainted when he noticed the ship's condition. Screaming people where everywhere and it made Harry anxious.

About an hour later, most people had evacuated to the top of the ship. More than half of the ship had already sunk into the water. Liam placed his head against Harry's shoulder.

"What are we going to do now?" Liam said with a shaking voice. "I don't know." Harry replied. He really didn't know what to do. They both had tried to call Liam's parents, but there was no signal. Lots of people had already been in the water, trying to hold onto the ship. But there was no hope for them. The water was icy cold.

So they just sat there for several hours until the morning light. They both hadn't gone to sleep, too scared to know what would happen if they did. Harry noticed there were just a few people left on top of the ship. There was this one little kid who cried in his mom's arms. Harry felt bad for him. The two boys held onto each other as the top of the ship slowly reached the cold water. They were now in the ocean. Liam felt his shoes slip off his feet. Iconic it was, as Harry and Liam laid there as if they were in a dramatic Titanic scene.

"Promise me you won't go", Harry cried, holding on to Liam's arm. The water reached their chin as they both tried something to
hold on to. "I can't. It's ... too cold..." Liam answered. His face was turning pale and Harry panicked. "ANYBODY! HELP!" He screamed. But there was no one left but sinking bodies. Then everything went black.

Bird-like noises entered Harry's ears as he slowly gained back his consiousness. A bright white light shone upon him, followed by tiny drops of rain. The storm was gone and the sun appeared in the sky. Harry tried to lift himself up but he felt too weak. What had happened? His head felt dizzy and his eyes immediatly shut down as he tried to open them. The light was far too bright. He noticed he was covered in light brown sand. Then his throat began to ache.

After a couple of minutes, Harry could finally open his eyes and cleaned his clothes with his hands. He looked around and felt confused to see... nothing. Just an empty desert-like shore with the ocean in front of him. No trees, no animals, nothing else was to be found. He slowly walked towards the sea and cleaned his face with the salty water. He felt he was thirsty.

"Where am I?" He said underneath his breath. It was that moment when he realised he was all alone. Liam was nowhere to be seen. Panick started to control Harry's body. Suddenly he felt drops of sweat falling onto his lips - coming from his forehead. His eyes searched for a glimpse of Liam, but he was gone. And so was the rest of his luggage, he noticed. No phone, no wallet and a teared up white t-shirt which had turned a dirty color of brown.

Harry kept on walking for hours, barefoot, when he suddenly came across a tree. It was the only tree he could spot in the desert-like erea. He sauntered towards the tree and sat against the huge stronk. To his confusion the leaves were fully blooming. As he made himself comfortable, he felt dizziness taking over his head. Blackness took over his mind and thoughts. He fell into a deep sleep.

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