“Hey,” I said. “Once we get back to the island, you can save more than just me.”

The captain nodded with a little more hope this time, and I handed him his blackened, bloody cane. I could tell that he was already exhausted, and it was clear that he was in no shape to be moving along.

         “Wanna take a little breather?” I asked him.

He shook his head no and forced a smile.

         “That’s alright, my boy,” he said. “I am ready when you are.”

I used one of the larger shards of debris to cut through the thick fabric of the hose. It t...

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