A few minutes later, Ted floated and breathed out on the surface of the ocean. He wondered why he was floating. He must be dead. He moved his hand and touched his forehead. There was blood on his forehead, and he was still alive. Why didn't even a bullet go through his head? Is he going to suffer for the rest of his life? The jet suit was the reason why he did not sink into the sea. He moved his eyes around. The boat was gone, and he was alone in the middle of the sea.
He closed his eyes. He would just wait for him to sink and die. But after hours, when he opened his eyes again, he was still floating, and he was dazzled by the sunlight. The sun was shining brightly and hitting his face. He touched his forehead with his fingers again and the bleeding was gone.
A day had passed, but he sti
