He woke up to the sound of the babies' cry. It was like an echo in his ears, groaning as he tried to open his eyes. He was surprised by the in front of him.
The babies had somehow slipped from his jacket and were now floating in the water which poured from the side of the jet.
"Shit!"
Rushing towards the babies, taking heavy steps in the water. He sighed in relief.
'It seems like the lifesaver was a pretty good then-'
He was brought back from his thoughts by the ached between his rib. He forgot to take out the knife. Doing exactly that while releasing a grunt, he then took the babies out of the water, hold them to his side.
The last thing he wanted was for them to get hypothermia.
Now inspecting his surroundings, the from the ocean poured in at a heavy speed, sinking the jet as it did.
