Seth woke up the next morning. His raft stood on solid ground. The water level had sunk to much, that Seth´s raft was now standing on the rooftop he had been anchored to.

He drowsily crawled to the roof edge and saw that he was several stories above the water surface. Just how much water was this? And it was drained away in just a night.

Seth was shocked, but his mood was lifted soon. If this much water had been drained, then his search for dry land might have shortened tremendously!

But how would he get his raft down to the water...?

It was the first time he could not store something in his inventory. Even so the raft was not terribly big, the system denied to recognize it as a single object!

"Oh well, why overthink things?", he mumbled and chucked the raft off the building, into the water.

The splash was big and loud, but the raft held together! Now he had to get down fast! If he was too slow, the raft would just drift off in the current!

"Should I just jump...? ", he pondered. Seth looked into the depth and his heart palpitated.

"nah, I´m good...", with this Seth plunged toward the door to the staircase. Everything was slimy and slippery. The doors, the handle, the guard rails and the stairs soaked and covered in a film of algae.

His shoes barely found grip on his way down. Seth had to slow down his descend, if he didn't want to tumble down the stairs and reach the raft with a few broken bones. He felt that his body had become a lot sturdier with his increase in attributes, but the fall damage never cared about your character level, in games!

The rooms he could see into were filled rubbish and debris, with the one or other fish in between...

"What kind of fish is THIS supposed to be!?", Seth called out. He had almost reached the raft when he saw a beast as big as himself stranded in one of the rooms he passed.

It was reminiscent of armored cat fish he used to catch with his dad, just a LOT bigger. The fish was easily longer than twice his height. It´s body covered in thick articulated bone scales. Different from the small ones he knew, this one had a face like a deep-sea fish with big bulging eyes and long protruding teeth. It made Seth seriously consider returning back to the giant snakes.

Should he really get back on the water, if creatures like this were out there? The better question was: Could he stay here until the water was gone?

But Seth was not sure, whether the water would even completely drain! Anyways, he had to get to his raft, fast! So, he left the writhing and gasping monster fish behind and hurried to his little vessel.

He barely reached it before it was too far away and resumed his journey. He had to use his paddle to fight the weak pull from the maelstrom in the far distance.

His sea travel became boring soon. Seth left behind Deltan and could soon stop paddling. Relying on his sail he moves as a tiny little spot, over a vast expanse of open water. Only his map indicated that he was moving at all!

The sun was unpleasantly burning from the sky onto Seth's pale skin. Three weeks indoors made him look like a vampire. But three weeks of hard work had also made him look fit and well-trained. So, he did not look like a shut-in, despite his title.

Now the sun was hard at work to tan his skin, or burn him. Should he have built a shelter on his little nutshell? Seth tried to cover himself with the black cloth, but it became terribly stifling below it.

He welcomed the cool breeze once the sun finally set. The night was even more magical than the first time he had traveled on the plains.

The moon and stars shone bright in the night sky. Their reflection on the calm water, like in a mirror, shone back up to them from below. The image only disrupted by the little vessel and Seth drifting along in a doubled firmament.

It was still warm below his black blanket and the warmth slowly lulled him into sleep.

"Cough! Cough!", a tiny coughing drove the weariness away. A little humanoid was desperately clinging to the edge of his raft. Seth knelled down to take a better look.