Four more days passed, but these days were easier than the previous ones, since the human presence and the security that it brought was increasing as Lucas swam forward.

The human presence was such that from time to time Lucas would see a boat arriving or leaving Los Alamos, although Lucas was still not close enough to see the island or its port, but he did begin to see the first fishing boats and the networks.

For safety Lucas decided to swim a little below the water, he didn't want to be seen; Playing castaway was a bet, everything depended on the captain of the ship and being so close to the island, risking your life like that was a silly bet.

The previous time Lucas had no choice, if he didn't get on a boat he had no way of getting there alive, so he stayed swimming for a few good weeks until he found a boat to try his luck and it worked for him.

'There's less and less to go, if a fishing net I don't see doesn't kill me, then I'll get out alive' Lucas thought a little worried, the first time he saw a net, he was so focused on his thoughts that he almost fell inside.

Finally, the point was reached where the buoys were not so far from each other and were closer together, which indicated a port in the vicinity.

'The depth of the sea is decreasing, there is little, very little to go and luckily there are no storms that will screw up my life...' Lucas thought, seeing the buoy that had just passed and accelerating his speed a little due to his impatience to get out alive. .

Lucas kept swimming until he reached the point where he recognized the lighthouse on the island, but counterintuitively, he didn't speed up, instead he slowed down and suddenly stopped swimming. This could be the most delicate part, the depth of the water was not much and if someone saw him in his merman from he would be dead.

Lucas waited for the sunset to end and the sun to set, then he took advantage of the darkness of the night to swim to the port, but before reaching the area where the boats are moored. He decided to go around the port until he found a little inhabited coastal area, luckily he did not take long to find it and he could see the end of his journey as a messenger.

The coast that Lucas found was neither very close nor far away, enough to not have to walk so much with his shattered body.

Lucas slowly approached the coast, when he was close enough, his body began to decrease in size until he obtained his human form. A light layer of skin shed from Lucas's body, transforming into a somewhat worn and tattered tunic.

Unfortunately, Lucas had no more skill than he is and couldn't get decent clothes that didn't make him look like a runaway slave. But he didn't care either, because the Seal's plan was good enough for him to be confident of delivering the message successfully.

In fact, Lucas didn't care about anything now, he just wanted to touch the island with his hands, so he swam at full speed towards the end of this tragic journey.