Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 2 -1 2019 | Page 255

“All hands on deck!” yelled the captain. But then Lee saw me paddling helplessly in the water, sinking
slowly, and plunged into the water to save me. Lee towed me back to the ship. But when we were climbing
up the rope ladder, Lee’s hand slipped, and he fell into the water. And as quick as lightning, the
Aspidochelone swallowed him whole.
3rd December, 1500
Cloudy
We sailed all the way back to Beijing and told everyone the news.
A few hours later, we stood before the empty tomb of Un-Luck Lee with Lee’s friends and family, and the
Emperor. He had saved the entire crew and sacrificed his own life.
Suddenly, we heard a voice yelling “Hey, guys! I haven’t hopped the twig yet!”
It was Lee! He was still alive!
It turned out that Lee found a boat and some oars inside the Aspidochelone, and he used them to escape it
when it opened his mouth to eat, hence everyone was happy and the entire crew was safe. And that was the
end of my wacky sea journey.