This story is set when the castaways build a raft to test the current. Daley gets swept away to sea and Nathan saves her.
The castaways had done it. They had finally built a raft, strong enough to support all of them, and strong enough to survive storms. The only thing they needed to do was to make sure it could hold them on the water.
"Guys, are you sure it is going to work? It looks weak!" complained Eric.
"Eric, you are such an idiot! We have been working on this raft for like, two weeks now!" Taylor replied.
Jackson appeared from behind the tents. He looked tired and weak. After all, he was the one who cut all the bamboo and lugged it across the beach.
"Guys, cut the arguing will you? We need to test this raft out in the open water. Grab a life jacket and help us push the raft out to sea!"
After much complaining from Taylor, about the colour of her jacket, and the way it didn't match her bathers, the raft was carried into the water.
Nathan, Daley, Lex and Melissa soon joined them, after putting on jackets.
Lex was the one in charge of this experiment. "Okay everyone, on the count of three, we climb aboard the raft in our positions, like we planned. Ready?"
"One!"
"Two!"
"THREE!"
All seven of the castaways clambered onto the not-so sturdy raft and paddles out into deeper water. They paddled around 20 meters out, so Lex could guess the speed and direction of the current. But the raft suddenly started to fall apart!
"Abandon ship!" yelled Eric.
All of the castaways jumped into the water, at the same time as a giant wave crashed onto the raft and smashed it into pieces. When the wave had passed, they broke the surface, all gasping for breath.
"Guys!" spluttered Nathan, "Get back on land!"
They swam as fast and as hard as they could to the island, and after just a few moments of struggle, they finally sat on the sand panting from the effort.
"They looked around at each other. Nathan was the first to realise.
"Where's Daley?"