The tanker emerged from the darkness like some giant leviathan come to swallow them. It stood at least seven stories tall out of the water and was so wide it filled the horizon. Its pointed bow sent huge waves sluicing away, and two massive anchors stood out from the sides like the horns on a monster. Isabel quailed in fear. It was straight out of a nightmare. “A ship!” Lito yelled. “We’ve drifted into the shipping lanes!” But by now everyone had seen it. The rumble of the ship’s massive engines had awakened Mami and Señora Castillo, and everyone was scrambling around in the boat in a panic, making it rock dangerously. “It’s coming right for us!” Amara screamed.