I am gagged and chained to a pole. Large, heavy stones are bound to each end with ropes. If I could only reach them, I could gnaw them off and prolong my life a little longer. I’m not sure I’ll want to live very long down there, though. I might just close my eyes and – no! “Think of Eden,” I tell myself, “he needs a father. I have to fight every second.”
I am sent to a ship, on which I am flogged until blood rises through the wounds. “Open wounds and saltwater,” I think wryly, “clever.”
I am not focusing on that, though. I am thinking of myself on the bottom of the ocean. When I reach my destination, I must immediately start finding ways to survive.
“Get the crane ready!” my captor yells. The only crane present, however rickety and weak, will have to pick me up. The wooden crane moves, rotates, and picks me up. I am tossed into the ocean.
Just before I hit, I take one huge gasp of air. This will either be my last until I surface, or it will be my last.
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Mystery / ThrillerA man is thrown into the water bound to two rocks. He has two things to his name. A son and intent to survive. This grim picture of 1st century persecution portrays his story of striving to survive.
