My mind worked on its own. Its instantaneous response was to grab onto the rope before it drowned with the man. He had already reached the destined area and yet he didn't come out. Not letting my terror get the better of me, I pulled with all my might against the river current.
Every prolonged second reminded me of how he was already drowning or dying from the electric shock...
That did it. As soon as I remembered the torment of the shock I had to go through, I tugged him so hard that I was pretty sure I had given him something more than a bruise.
Relief and joy painted my face when I saw the body resurface. With another pull, I drew him towards the river bank. After picking up his limp body with my forearms locking his underarms and shoulders, I lay him down on the soft grass beside the roaring river.
My face lost all its light delight once my ear touched his damp chest. There was nothing I could hear. Nothing at all that said that he was alive.
