After my near escape from the eruptions at Mount Etna, I planned my next scheme. I decided to hit the biggest casino city in the world: Macau. Five of the top 10 biggest casinos in the world are located in Macau, including the Venetian Macau, and the Wynn Macau. When I landed there, I was met by the glowing nighttime view of Macau.
My plan was perfect. I would be in Macau for just less than two weeks, and by that time I should have had around 500 million dollars. But guess who was there to spoil my plans again? That’s right. Whip de Chi. As I had just exited from my third casino, and there was his team of men. I quickly ran back indoors, and snuck into the tunnels that I had pre dug. Five years ago, I had come here and created a labyrinth of tunnels underground which equaled a total of 500 miles, spanning all across the area, and now was the time to use them. I chose the one that would get me to the eastern coast of China, With Whip right on my back, I quickly hijacked a speed boat and cruised into the Pacific Ocean.
I wish I had checked the area earlier because at that very moment, something bad was brewing. You see, at that point, the Eurasian Plate, and the Philippine Plate, were diverging (at the approximate point of 20°44’39.76”N 116°27’50.49”E) causing an earthquake underwater. As you probably can guess, a tsunami was created.
This picture shows how tsunamis not unlike the one I experienced are formed. The two plates hit and the upward movement causes the water to rise causing the tsunami.
The waves thrashed against me and threatened to flip my boat. As I fought the waves, to stay up, I could see Whip out of my peripheral vision hesitant to come and chase me. All of a sudden, the boat snuck out from under me and down I went. Seeing that I drowned, Whip quickly ran off thinking that I had died. But that was not the end of me. I mustered up all my strength to hold my breath and find my way back up. A minute of struggling later, I had finally gotten my head out of water. Whew! I thought. That was close. But I thought too soon, because that moment the water submerged me once more. Once again, I fought to stay alive. Just as I thought I was doomed, that’s when I saw the most wonderful thing someone in my situation could possibly wish for. In front of me, I had seen a wood raft roughly 10 feet by 15 feet. It was perfect. Too tired to paddle back to shore about half a mile a way, I lay down on the raft and took a breather. Then the last thing I wanted happened. I fell asleep.
When I woke up hours later, I had arrived at shore. Thank god!! I felt fortunate that out of all the things that could’ve happened to me, what happened was the only positive outcome. I soon found out that I had drifted off and arrived in Hong Kong. After a good night’s sleep, I took the first flight back to America.
A shot of Macau after the devastating tsunami.
Roughly like what I saw during my escape into the Pacific Ocean.