“No. Sun. SUN!” Vee called his name, but Sun lay on the ground, still in his diving suit while the blood poured from the injury on his head. He appeared to be dead. Vee rushed to him, lifting the tank from him and checking his wound and heartbeat. He felt partially relieved, feeling his heart still beating, but the bleeding worried him. Vee searched for anything clean to press on the wound to stop the bleeding. Tarek handed him a towel before he ran straight upstairs to the captain, telling him to head straight to town. They needed to get Sun into the hospital as soon as possible.
Vee held Sun in his arms, trying to wake him up by calling his name, but nothing worked. He was unconscious. He couldn’t shake the strong feeling of guilt and responsibility, but another feeling appeared in his
