I awoke; there was a crash on the upper deck. I heard a thunderous crackling from my head above. I ran up the stairs and what I saw devastated me. The small wooden boat was completely coated in billowy flames.
"Help, help, somebody please!" someone had cried.
I slowly moved towards the sound being careful to dodge flames as much as possible. The smoke was choking me. I could see a faint outline of a face across the deck. It was Tom, my lifelong friend and companion. He was completely surrounded by the bright flames.
"Tom are you OK?" I yelled
"Yeah, but the fire has me surrounded!" Tom yelled
"Tom jump overboard, hurry?"
"Do it quick, hurry!"
As Tom jumped so did I. I hit the surprisingly cold water with a crash and swam through the sea illuminated by the flames to find Tom.
"You okay buddy?"
"Yeah the flames were everywhere and I wasn't sure what to do."
"Well you did the right thing Tom."
Finally he was beside me riding over the waves. We found a large board that supported our weight and we began to circle the destroyed vessel. I began to feel weary from inhaling so much smoke. Everything was going dark and before long I couldn't hold on.
I don't know when I woke up. All I could feel was rugged sand all over my body and in my mouth. Land, we had washed ashore! Then I remembered fully what had happened last night. I began to look for Tom.
"Tom, Tom, Where are you!!"
There was no sign of him anywhere. Then I saw the footprints in the sand and I instantly knew they were his because I had never seen a bigger pair of feet in my life. They were going towards the lofty trees ahead of me that lined the boundary of the seaside. I followed them to see him lying against an aged tree trunk. I went around to confront him and discovered he had passed out. Blood ran across his face and down his sandy chest. "He must have hit a rock when the waves crashed him against the shore"
I began to panic; I...