Chapter 1: The Storm

“WAHOO!!!!! LET’S GO!!!” yelled Nathan to his family, dragging a rubber dinghy behind him. His mom, dad and sister followed and soon they were floating out to sea in the small rubber raft. They stayed out on the water for two hours and started floating back to shore when the weather suddenly intensified. The light, cool noon air shifted without warning into powerful, racing winds at 360 miles an hour. The calm ocean ripples had whipped up into five foot-tall mini tsunamis. The little rubber watercraft was tossed around and toyed with as a tiger shark would a sea turtle hatchling. At one point n the storm the raft was even flipped over. Water was sucked from the ocean and rained down again in a drenching downpour. A cloud literally burst above them, and the water was swirled around in the gale before lashing the waves like an aquatic whip. The tempest was impossible to overcome; it would have washed away an immovable wall. Then, just as suddenly as it had escalated, it died down again. Miraculously, all four of the family (plus the life-saving raft) survived. The family climbed aboard the dinghy again, nobody uttering a single word in their shock and occasionally coughing up seawater. They drifted in silence for some time, then a large white shape started to come. As they neared the object, excited screaming burst from Nathan, shattering the silence. “Mom! Dad! Look at that! WE’RE SAVED!!!!” Soon they were scrambling onto the iceberg, which, unknown to them for now, was 65 million years old at least.