The wind calms down, and the sky is clear. The sea appears gentle and charming as if nothing violent had happened here. Deep in the ocean, the sealed box which carries a transmitter is sending out signals with beeps, as if singing a heroic and sad song.
An amphibious aircraft is flying towards the source of the beeping sound. It lands on the water. The door opens and a senior meteorologist walks out of the cabin. His eyes fall on the sea: there in the bright sunlight is an orange flower looming on the blue sea.