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Without warning, the sky starts to get dark. The calm feeling goes away. The wind becomes strong and pushes the small boat. The waves go up and down. They are no longer gentle. They are wild and restless. Isagani looks around. He holds the sides of the boat tightly. The sea that once felt kind now feels strong and a little scary. He wonders what is happening, but his voice is quiet against the loud wind.