Enrique had been one of the first out of the shuttle, he had never felt such a rush after being met with cold water after floating through space then speeding down towards the big blue sphere he had been told about since he was a child. This one place was his salvation, the only thing that made sure he didnt get floated. He thought about all these things as he and many others swam away from the sinking vessel, he saw the shore and couldnt help but smile as he pushed himself through the water. He felt the sand under his boots and started trudging towards the shore, he grinned as he emerged from the water. He moved towards the grassy section and sat there his put his legs out bent at the knees, with his hands resting on them. He watched people walk out of the water and some just barely making it out of the ship, he pulled his pocket knife from his coat pocket and cleaned his nails. He grimaced as he saw a body rise to the top of the water, it wasnt moving. He watched it for a minute and knew it wasnt going to move.