“Daddy, you want to go sailing?” pled my ten-year-old little boy.
“Are you sure, Charles? You’ve just recovered from your fever. You better rest some more.”
“But dad, I feel healthy today, and look at the weather. Isn’t it the best day to just take a trip out to the sea? Please, dad, I love you.”
“You know it’s very dangerous out there, right?”
“Come on, dad, I’m not a kid anymore, I can take care of myself!”
“Honey, just take him out. He’s been asking you for a long time. Our boy is old enough, and I know he can take care of himself. He’s very like you, Rainsford, strong, smart, and curious. You should believe him, like you believe yourself,” said my beloved wife Veronica.
“Okay, fine. You’re very lucky to have your mom supported you, Charles. You better stick with me while on the boat or this will be your last time seeing the sea.”
“Yes sir.” Then he rushed straight out to the harbor.
Sometimes, I thought back twelve years ago, when I faced general Zaroff and got in a hunt with him, the most dangerous game. The fight had changed me forever. As I remembered, I did not know what fear was when I was on the ship with Whitney, my old friend. When I heard him said there was a mysterious island near the Caribbean Sea, I had the urge to come and see what it was. Somehow, God made me falling the ship and faced general Zaroff, faced my destiny. After coming back from that dreadful island, I found myself not taking hunting as serious as before. Maybe I changed my mind and believed that animals have feelings.
“Aaaaaaa…!” I jumped when the screamed struck me in the middle of my thoughts. Even though I never heard my wife screamed before, I knew that was hers in just a blink of an eye. I flew right to my ship. I wished I had come out with them earlier, but everything was too late. Finally, I reached my ship.
“Charles, Veronica, where are you?” my voice was hoarse and dry. Then I heard sounds in the cabin