Her emotional break-down was interrupted by something, when it bumped up against the stern. Whatever it was, it was large and not welcome, she thought to herself. The shark that had just hit the side of the boat was attracted by the blood, which was beginning to seep out through the bullet hole in the fan-tail. She had convinced herself that she had nothing to live for just before the shark arrived, but the thought of being torn apart by that beast was not what she had in mind.