Let us do some writing about: the boat.
Another lovely day off - spent partly at the beach - today. I should bring my camera next time; the views down at the lake are really beautiful here.
Blue. In every direction, nothing but blue.
The sky overhead, the waters below, just variations on the same depressing theme. Not even a cloud or a seagull to break the monochrome monopoly. And certainly no land.
They'd been adrift for three days since the fire had damaged the engine and destroyed the radio equipment, and two days since they'd stopped trying to fix either.
There were three of them on board, casual business associates who had rented the yacht for the weekend. The food lockers below decks held enough food for them to survive for perhaps another week, if they rationed responsibly.
But it was only a matter of time before one of them decided that the supply would last much, much longer if there was only one mouth to feed...