Day 4: Noon

That sound…

There it is again…

"Jake, do you hear that?" Morgead asked when he had finally been agitated by the noise. Just saying that practically used up all of his precious energy, a vital key to surviving in the ocean.

"What?" Jake replied not even moving his head.

"Do you…" Morgead zoned out. Oh right, he thought, the sound. "Hear that?" Everything was silent for a second, until a vibrant streak of white dashed across the water straight ahead of them.

"Look!" he yelled, heart racing with anticipation. Maybe this was their chance. Jake's head swiveled towards it just as it disappeared out of sight. "You got to be kidding me!" Morgead yelled, frustrated.

Jake's head returned to its normal position on the side of the boat, while Morgead banged his restlessly against the hard surface. Why? Why? Why?