DECEMBER 15 1873

Dear Reader,

I'm stuck on an island. I do not know where I am. I think I have heat stroke. My story may sound a bit bizarre. I was in a submarine trying to get past the enemy lines to sink the SS TOKYO one of the few destroyer ships left. Suddenly depth charges dropped from above. We got hit about 5 times. The sub rocked violently, the alarm went off, the sub had sprung a leak. That left me two choices: either we surface or we die in the leaking sub. One by one the destroyers dropped their charges.

I only had one hope which was that they would use all their charges. But no, they kept on dropping the charges and the sub had just about had it. Suddenly the radio crackled to life"engine one is out". I grabbed the radio and screamed "fire the torpedoes!" The sub jerked back with recoil. Suddenly everything fell silent. After ten minutes everyone recovered from the shock. The staff in the engine room did their best and managed to get the remaining engines running.

Suddenly there was a horrible screeching sound and the sub broke apart. There was a frenzy of people punching and shoving trying to get to the surface. A group of 4 people grabbed an inflatable raft. We pulled the string and it zoomed up to the suface. We all were crouching low hoping that we weren't seen. There was nothing we could do except drift in the water. We were all very thankful the 4 of us were still alive. 10 days of hard travelling squished together in a raft - no food, no water - just the blazing sun.

At the end I was sure it would have been better if we were dead.

It was the middle of the night - we were all huddled together for warmth.

The boat was bobbing up and down but the waves got more and more violent. Suddenly the boat's nose was pointing straight at the moon and next we were

crashing straight down to the ocean. After about two more nights we landed on an island. We managed to make a very makeshift shelter. The food we ate was mainly fruit. One of the things we managed to make was a fishing rod but we never caught anything. Luckily I had my small hatchet which we used to get firewood. Sometimes we find wild pigs which we cook and eat. We had a radio but there is too much water in the transmitter so it doesn't' t work. If you receive this bottle please help us. Our last location was the bay of Tokyo.

In need of help,

General Retnuh

Hunter

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