The shark came again, and this time Kairos didn't move his feet at all.
He let it close the distance — let the sand ahead of him crest and buckle and split like something tearing open from beneath, let the pale wedge of its head breach the surface with its jaws already unhinging wider than any mouth had a right to — and only when the dark of its throat filled his entire field of vision did he vanish.
Not away. *Up.*
