Continuous heavy rains had converted the placid river into a belligerent one, swelling it every moment with muddy water. Giant whirlpools that appeared at intervals swallowed everything.
A partly submerged hut came hurtling downwards, something on it attracting John's attention. As he swam towards it, a dead or unconscious man slipped into the water.
A shivering kitten stood on the edge, watching the spot where the man had disappeared.
Holding the kitten firmly, John swam towards the bank, thanking God he could save a life.