"Boom!"
"Splash!"
Thunder rumbled, a sudden downpour fell, and the sea waves grew larger.
On the ship.
Vika took a deep breath.
Stay calm.
Be composed.
In a critical moment, don't panic. If you make the wrong decision now, you might end up kneeling here. But... damn, seeing the ship about to sink, who wouldn't panic?
Suddenly.
Vika's face lit up with joy.
Got it.
There were some foam boxes used for packing seafood in the corner. Without further thought, Vika ran over as if flying, noticing the water had already reached there. He opened them, finding them empty, grabbing one in each hand.
"Plunge!"
Vika jumped into the water.
If he didn't jump now.
The vortex of the sunken ship would drag him down.
"Splash! Splash!"
Holding a foam box in each hand, he kicked the water desperately, moving away from the center of the vortex that was about to form. The effect was quite good; after nearly a minute of splashing, he finally escaped the danger zone.
Vika looked back.
