Ethan lay there, breathing hard, feeling his throat sting as the little memories he could piece together were nothing but painful.
The night was coming as the day had become orange, and there was a slighter chill in that air accompanied by a still silence.
With that memory, his basic childhood memories were returned, and fixed in place. Infact every single thing worth remembering was there except that unfortunate incident.
What happened before and after that accident was still a puzzle he had to fit. Why would he go to sea without checking the weather forecast?
It was something he had always ensured done when he was commander. If they were to go by air, or by sea, or by land, he always checked the weather beforehand.
Unless it were something urgent. But what could have been urgent e
