“He needs to be stopped. He’s killed too many people. The corupt authorities will just let him buy his way out of trouble like they always do. I can’t trust them. If he lives, more will die. He could kill my child.”

            As the thoughts raced through your head, you look up and realize you can no longer see the sun shining through the water.

            “How deep am I?” You ask yourself.

            Finally, you look back at the ankle you’re holding and you see Jahat dangling like seaweed. You let him go, expecting him to float to the surface, but he sinks deeper into the abyss. He is dead.