Mega 5: Murder Island
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Then, he was flying again, rising in the air towards the helicopter. Helping hands drew him inside, unharnessed him, and laid him on a stretcher. He could not speak to thank them.
“He’s barely alive,” one of them said.
“Grab a heat pack and put it under his arms,” the other replied. “He’ll make it.”
They hovered while they recovered the diver; then, wrapped both of them in warm blankets.
Asa glanced back down at the sea below him, but saw no sign of the drillship, Ilsa, or the giant shark he might have imagined with his fevered mind. In fact, the sea showed no sign of human involvement, except for the floating yellow equipment box fading out of sight as the helicopter turned southeast toward the Alaskan coast. The Chukchi Sea had erased all traces of man’s attempt to subdue it, as easily as wiping a chalkboard.
But he was alive.
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