The boat rocked gently on the waves. Baking hot air burned the crew’s skin, blistering and cracking it. The bottle of water Leo poured down his back didn’t do much to help him. Sweat dripped off his forehead. Steam that rose from the ocean tickled his face.

Soon enough, it was all gone. The sea had dried up; everyone knew it would eventually, but not even Leo thought that it would look like this. The red sands ran around the stranded boat in waves.