Carlos abrió los ojos, estaba acostado en un cuarto limpió, inmaculado, pero algo pequeño, había dos camas, una donde él estaba acostado y otra plegada en la pared de enfrente, escuchó unas voces en un lenguaje que se le hacía extraño, trató de levantar su cuerpo, para ver de donde provenías las voces y estaba tan agotado, que su cuerpo no respondió.
Quedó acostado, mirando el techo que tenía frente a su cara, lo veía extrañamente cerca y le parecía curvo, lo que le parecía raro, sentía una sed tremenda y un agotamiento extremo, pero aun así, intentaba recordar que le había pasado, pero todo se tornaba confuso en sus pensamientos. Escuchó una vos que hablaba en un idioma extraño, sintió como le colaron una mano bajo su cabeza y le dieron agua, la cual bebió copiosamente antes de quedar dormido de nuevo.
Carlos abrió de nuevo los ojos, estaba en el mismo lugar, pero esta vez no escuchó nada, intentó recordar y se vio a si mismo en una plataforma petrolera, estaba trabajando, recordó que él era técnico electricista y trabajaba para una empresa petrolera en alta mar. Intentando pensar en lo que había sucedido, recordó que estaba vestido con una braga color naranja con tiras de reflectividad y conversaba con un compañero de nombre Armando, mientras revisaban un tablero.
En ese momento, se sintió una explosión en la parte baja de la plataforma, luego sonaron las sirenas, vio como los equipos de emergencia corrían a la parte interna de la plataforma. Y recordó que cuando él y Armando iniciaron su descenso hacia la parte baja de la plataforma, por los altavoces dieron la orden de evacuar.
Él y Armando, abrieron uno de los paneles de emergencia, se colocaron los trajes especiales y comenzaron a caminar hacía las embarcaciones de emergencia, pero cuando iban de camino, escucharon gritos, había personas atrapadas en un espacio confinado, debido a la explosión, ambos hombres decidieron ir a sacarles y se pusieron manos a la obra, para cuando lograron abrir la puerta y sacarlos quedaban solamente dos embarcaciones de emergencia en la cubierta, pero ya el fuego se extendía por todos lados.
Lograron meter a la mayoría de las personas rescatadas en una de las embarcaciones y cuando ellos estaban por entrar junto a las últimas personas en el bote de emergencia, hubo una explosión terrible, Carlos se vio flotando en el aíre y sintió como caía en el agua helada del mar del norte. Lo último que vio fue a su amigo Armando, salir volando junto a la embarcación, que daba vueltas en el aíre.
Esos eran sus últimos recuerdos, ahora ya sabía que había pasado, después recordó que estaba en el agua, y se aferró a unos escombros de madera que flotaban cerca de él, hasta que vio una luz bajo el agua, después de eso no recordó más. Carlos con lágrimas en los ojos se acordó, de Armando y de las otras personas que habían logrado salvar, intento incorporarse nuevamente y esta vez tuvo éxito.
Se sentó en la cama y cuando iba a intentar pararse, escuchó una vos, que lo saludaba alegremente, era Armando, quien le dijo, “Hombre, al fin te despiertas, tienes tres días durmiendo”. Carlos con los ojos llenos de lágrimas abrazó a su amigo y solamente preguntó, ¿Cómo es posible?
Armando le comentó, que al parecer la explosión se debió a una fuga de combustible, le dijo que desde la plataforma, habían llamado pidiendo auxilio y muchas de las embarcaciones que estaban cerca de la plataforma, habían ido al rescate de los sobrevivientes, y así fue como ellos terminaron en un submarino ruso, que estaba cerca y acudió a su ayuda.
Ahora el submarino, se dirigía a España, donde ellos bajarían del buque, para volver a su vida y a sus familias.
The story continues. The survivor. Original short story.
The waves were hitting his face. He was making a great effort to stay afloat and breathe. The cold hours of the night and the constant movement of the water were draining his strength. A piece of wood was helping him to hold on, and had it not been for the special suit he was wearing, he would have died in a few minutes. Suddenly, a huge blue light appeared under the water, as if it was swimming in circles around him, a huge fear took over his whole being, causing him to faint.
Carlos opened his eyes, he was lying in a clean room, immaculate, but somewhat small, there were two beds, one where he was lying and another folded on the opposite wall, he heard some voices in a language that was strange to him, he tried to lift his body, to see where the voices were coming from and he was so exhausted, that his body did not respond.
He was lying down, looking at the ceiling in front of his face, he saw it strangely close and it seemed curved, which seemed strange to him, he felt a tremendous thirst and an extreme exhaustion, but even so, he tried to remember what had happened to him, but everything became confused in his thoughts. He heard a voice speaking in a strange language, he felt how they slipped a hand under his head and gave him water, which he drank copiously before falling asleep again.
Carlos opened his eyes again, he was in the same place, but this time he heard nothing, he tried to remember and saw himself on an oil platform, he was working, he remembered that he was an electrical technician and worked for an offshore oil company. Trying to think about what had happened, he remembered that he was dressed in an orange panty with reflective strips and was talking with a colleague named Armando, while they were checking a board.
At that moment, an explosion was felt on the lower part of the platform, then the sirens sounded, and he saw how the emergency teams ran to the inner part of the platform. And he remembered that when he and Armando began their descent to the lower part of the platform, the order to evacuate came over the loudspeakers.
He and Armando opened one of the emergency panels, put on the special suits and began to walk towards the emergency boats, but when they were on their way, they heard screams, there were people trapped in a confined space due to the explosion, both men decided to go and get them out and got down to work, by the time they managed to open the door and get them out, there were only two emergency boats left on the deck, but the fire was spreading everywhere.
They managed to get most of the rescued people into one of the boats and when they were about to enter with the last people in the emergency boat, there was a terrible explosion, Carlos saw himself floating in the air and felt himself falling into the icy water of the northern sea. The last thing he saw was his friend Armando, flying away with the boat, which was spinning in the air.
Those were his last memories, now he knew what had happened, then he remembered that he was in the water, and clung to some wooden debris floating near him, until he saw a light under the water, after that he remembered no more. Carlos, with tears in his eyes, remembered Armando and the other people he had managed to save, tried to get up again and this time he succeeded.
He sat on the bed and when he was about to try to stand up, he heard a voice, that greeted him happily, it was Armando, who told him, "Man, finally you wake up, you have been sleeping for three days". Carlos with his eyes full of tears hugged his friend and only asked, "How is it possible?
Armando told him that apparently the explosion was due to a fuel leak, he said that from the platform, they had called for help and many of the boats that were near the platform, had gone to the rescue of the survivors, and that was how they ended up on a Russian submarine, which was nearby and came to their aid.
Now the submarine was heading for Spain, where they would get off the ship, to return to their lives and families.
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