Save the Whale

I'm out for a walk, and I end up on some sort of patio/deck that overlooks a beach. It appears to be one or two stories up. I look down at the water and see a large, dark fin sticking out, heading for the shore. The creature leaps onto the beach, and I see that it's an abnormally large orca, writhing about in pain. It has another whale or large fish embedded in its face, as if the two had collided at high speed. Down below, a concerned crowd gathers around it. The whale jumps back in the water, and begins to thrash about. I keep catching glimpses of its large jaws above the water. Suddenly it makes a great leap and lands right in front of me on the deck. Realizing that this is my chance to save it, I grab the tail of the smaller creature and pull, and it slides easily out of the whale's face. The whale bellows and dives back into the water, and I am left standing, taking in what just happened. I strike a "wow, look what I just did" pose, as the crowd rushes in to cheer me and smother me in hugs and high fives.

I see April, so I break away from the crowd and we walk to the other side of the deck. The water level is now even with the deck, and there's a a short ladder leading to a small inflatable boat. April and I get in the boat and head a short distance out on the water. Suddenly, the enormous whale reappears. It's still angry, and possibly permanently deranged by its previous head-trauma. Its jaws open nearby, creating a whirlpool. I shout "GO BACK!" and April and I row back to the ladder. When we're close, I jump off the boat onto the deck, grab April's arm, and whisk her off the boat. Just in time. The whale surfaces right below the boat, swallowing it whole.