None of them spoke for a while. Jonas started the engine again, just to have some sound around them. As they slowly moved, the boat rocked once more. Heavier this time.
Then Luis pointed. “There!” A large shape beneath the surface. Not a shark. Not a whale. It moved differently. Like it had arms. Like it was watching.
They pulled their lines in and debated heading back to shore. But something about it felt unfinished. Like they needed to know what was out there.