The shipwreck birthed a giant wave from its impact . The rogue wave propelled towards me at speed before slapping the side of my boat . I screamed , as I was carried on the wave ’ s peak back towards the town . I capsized near the shallows and was yanked below the water .
I scissor-kicked upwards and eventually broke the surface , spluttering for air . By the time I had resurfaced , the ocean ’ s violent chop had died down and the sea was calm .
The vessel lurked in the distance , rocking against the gentle pull of the water . It was half-sunken and creaking . Machinery from inside the trawler clattered and gurgled ; somehow , the gears from the fish conveyor belts still turned . A rotten fishy stench mixed with petrol lingered in the air .