After ten minutes he felt his body temperature was dropping and his jaw aching. Angrily, he focussed on the task of keeping alive, but his mind started to wander. Was this what it was like to die? A strange peaceful feeling started to sweep over him as if in the early euphoric stages of getting drunk. Then he started to shiver uncontrollably. Darkness started to enter his mind, he wanted desperately to let go and fall into the comforting void.
Leila screamed silently in despair as she saw Guy go over the side, trying to break free from the small bedroom. She started hammering on the door until Matarife came along and opened it angrily. “If you don't shut up you will join him,” he growled pushing her back to the bed. “You killed him, you bastard.” She screamed at him. “He fell over board,
