Horrified, Danny could see the exact moment when his partner, finally, gave up. Steve's eyes remained open, his lips slightly apart, but the continuous string of bubbles coming out of his mouth, came to an abrupt halt. And for a moment it seemed to Danny that the only movement was the horrific, dancing strands of red, twirling slowly in the water around him, like wisps of smoke rising lazily from Steve's abdomen, where the harpoon pierced his body.
His own lungs where screaming at him to inhale, and for a second there, as he looked at his partner's now peaceful expression, Danny though how easy it would be to surrender, as Steve did, to this demand, right here. To let the water fill his lungs, rather than abandon his brother.
It was Chin that woke Danny from the hypnotizing, calm look of his friend's lifeless eyes.
Chin moved quickly past him, holding the air regulator connected to the air tank on his back and pushing it into Steve's mouth, pressing the demand button to clear the water and release the air. In his other hand he pushed Danny away, motioning him with a raised thumb to rush to the surface.
Danny complied immediately. He was not ready to give up, even though it seems that the SEAL did. They still needed to find some way to release Steve from the deadly grip of the ocean he loved, and it had to be now.
SEALs do not drown.
What do you think? worth abandoning real life for a while and actually write this story?