Silence of the Seas

Silence; not a fish had been sighted and there had been not a single ripple for the past few hours. Tarqinder was weary and tired, he knew there was still danger lurking, but what the next phase of attack would be was unknown to him. Tarqinder, Mark and Tony sat in silence against the derelict buildings of Port Sarim. Everyone had fled from the sea life, every coastal town was unoccupied now.

"What do we do now?" Mark asked.

"Wait," Tarqinder replied.

"For what?"

"For something, a sign, I think Sharkros is waiting for us."

"How can you know?"

"I can feel it," Tarqinder said turning to face Mark, "it's in the air, a sense of danger."

"Guess what I can feel?" Tony asked, "the bloody cold, that's what I can feel. We've been sitting around for hours, maybe we should go in search of Sharkros ourselves."

"No Tony, we're going to let the shark come to us," Tarqinder said.