When the team heard the dam explode, they knew they had limited time to make it to safety.
“What were you thinking? All four explosives without the time delays?”
“Boris said a big boom. Clear satellite pictures. I figured …. The bigger the better?”
“Individual delays were so that we could cross the rapids and hit land BEFORE the waterfalls, you idiot.”
“I know. Life’s a grand adventure! Shut-up! Keep steering…. The waters fine!”
“Hard left!” I shouted over the ear-shattering sounds of the ever-increasing rapids. “Last chance at docking before the waterfalls.”
With life-draining exertion, the five of us managed to turn the raft so that we were now cascading toward the falls backwards.
Repositioning myself, I locked my hands under the safety ropes. We were freefalling.
Muffled screams… but those could have been the voices still cursing inside my own head at the moronic gallantry of our team leader.
I wondered if I would survive to share my words of gratitude with wonderful Boris… in person.
Written for Mondays Finish the Story. Requirements: The Photo Prompt, the first sentence, and 100-150 words.