Native islanders, black people, white people, asian people, and every combination thereof filed past me to enter the spring of upward coursing waters that led to the surface to the very place where it had all begun for mankind some 6000 years ago. It took a while, but finally it was just me and Tolak left of all the people wishing to flee the destruction of this former paradise.
Rusty battleships of differing eras and crafts made of wood drifted idly about now masterless and of no more use to those who had depended on them for so many years. Tolak stepped into the stream and I made to follow, but feeling a sudden urge I looked back.
I saw nothing, but my spirit from within seemed to warm and I heard in an audible voice, "Well done Samantha."
"Thank you for everything Abba Father! I love you!!!" Turning then I jumped into the stream of bubbling water and began my own journey back to the surface and the turbulent world of men.