Week 20

Weekly Sketch

Don Gunrail pulls his goggles down over his eyes and steady’s himself as the boat rocks gently on the ocean. he takes a breath. holds it and falls backwards into the ocean. the world around him slowly turns black as he descends down. Feeling around with his free hand he bumps into something with the texture of sandpaper. Don reflexively pulls his hand away and turns his light on. instead of his friend Don Gunrail has found his friends killer. He is all alone with nothing but the sound of his heart beating for company.

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