They grew weaker. It was inevitable without the proper nutrients. They began sleeping more than they did anything else. He couldn't even get hard anymore. Edward the day keeper lost track, but he guessed they were nearing the end of July.

"An elephant playing a trumpet."

"A banana being peeled."

"A sea urchin."

"As if were not sick enough of sea urchins, now the clouds are in the shape of them." She smiled softly enjoying their game of describing the clouds. The comforting sound of the water lapping at the shore and the gulls in the distance were pulling her back to sleep.

"What do you think that one is?"

"A boat." She exclaimed. "Do you hear that?" She jumped up and promptly fell out of the raft. If the boat hadn't seen them before her piercing scream would have surely caught their attention.

"Bella!" He found her rolling back and forth clutching her shoulder. Next to her writhing body was the dead sea urchin he'd tossed out of the raft earlier. He was momentarily distracted by the sound of people talking in Portuguese over a loud horn.

They were saved.

End of part 1