Seeing their only chance of survival perish at the hands of a minion of Death itself, the crew dropped to their hands and feet defeated. Clearly it was the end here. There was no way to escape the clutches of the Grim Reaper.

The shark punched a hole in the boat and above fell its first unfortunate victim the old man. There were 2 more holes after that; 3 men dead now. 4, 5, 6, 7, and 8. 2 were left: Areal and his brother.

They hugged each other tight. A few moments later. No one was left on the sinking row boat.