Yelena’s predictions came true. They were out of fuel before they were out of food and water. The view before them was the boundless sea that seemed to stretch on forever with no hint of an end. The end of the thirty-hour continuous journey was coincidentally in the dead of night. Everyone’s multifunctional wristwatch was not working as intended, showing them that the current time was twelve noon and that they were near Tunisia territory. But here was the thing. The speedboat had been heading into the east for hours on end and they had been cruising with the sun as their reference. There was no way that the crystal skull could interfere with the sun. But despite that, they did not know their exact location. All they could reckon was that they were headed into Turkish territory instead. 

Without fuel, the paddles on board came into handy. Anjum Khan and Sa’im were assigned the job. 

“Should’ve brought more fuel than water.” Anjum Khan regretted his choices of opting to ensure sufficient water and food as he rowed their boat. 

Sa’im grumbled, “Kyoko, Yelena,...