The boat finally arrives
At last, the coastguard boat appeared on the horizon, laden with fish. “Here they come!” exclaimed Clair, relief on her face. The team acted quickly, unloading the boxes of fish onto the deck and adjusting the last details of the feeding strategy. “Everyone in position?” shouted Clair, her voice laden with urgency. “Ready!” they replied in unison. With their eyes fixed on the whale, they began the plan that could decide between the life and death of their teammate.
The Boat Finally Arrives
Fish in hand
The team gathered at the edge of the deck, each member holding a fish with trembling hands. “Let’s hope this works,” muttered Clair, signaling them to start. One by one, they threw the fish into the water, their eyes fixed on the chum as it floated by in a desperate attempt to entice the whale to open its mouth. The silence was almost palpable, broken only by someone’s tense whisper: “It has to work.” With their nerves on edge, they knew that this was their last chance and that Ethan’s life depended entirely on this plan.
Fish In Hand
