The shark, now known to be a Megalodon, swam away from the destroyed vessel. The worst possible situation happened: the shark was slowly but surely aqquiring a taste for human. It could be minutes before the next victim was claimed!
Alan grabbed his phone and contacted the police.
"You don't realize what this is." He explained, "This thing is out there! It must've been over twenty feet to destroy a sailboat!"
"Alright. We'll send a few men to bait it with chum. I still don't believe could've destroyed a sailboat. The men were probably fishing and you imagined it destroyed the vessel." The operator said.
A patrol boat was sent out. Thankfully, it wasn't too crowded at the beach that day. When the men on the boat layed out the chum, nothing happened. They layed out more chum, and nothing happened. Then, they looked at the water. Something was rising out of the water. It fastly approached. The men braced for impact, but an eight foot great white broke out of the water and ate the chum. After it ate, it was dragged under. It thrashed to get back up, but it was pulled under. This time, nothing but blood arose from the water. The men looked back at the pile of chum, and saw something: about thirty feet behind them, was a demolished boat.
It was completely destroyed. The only remains were one third of the hull, some blood, four Megalodon teeth, and a torn up t-shirt. No bodies at all. There were people on this boat. It was seen earlier. There were three people. None were found. When the policemen returned, they spoke to Alan and Gary. At that point, it was realizied: they had to organize a shark hunt.