The narrow river, black with depth, raced to its salty cousin. Three men, their hair orange, their origin north, screamed for their mothers to help them survive this session.
A brown bear, drawn to the screams, to ease its empty belly.
The three screamed more so, the bear loomed nearby. A paw flew into the swollen air.
Ahead, waterfalls fell.
The bear leapt into the rubber boat. All 3 men flew outside – some onto the shores.