Post by Captain Shrew on Nov 2, 2008 7:38:48 GMT -5
The SS Goliath's captain gazed at the large choppy waves of the Atlantic Ocean in front of her. Thunder and lightning boomed over her head and rain pelted the deck of her ship all around her. She called to her crewmates to look, and they agreed that it didn't look good. They looked all around them but clear skies were no where to be seen, and the only land was a small abandoned island. They suspected that the island's shores were too shallow for a large steam ship, and the sea was too rough for life boats. No one could tell which way was north or south, but they plunged on into the cold and treacherous seas ahead. No one could see more than 10 feet in front of them either, and that is the reason why no one saw the large rock coming. The ship took a hard hit to it's port (left) side, and slowly started to split down the middle. Everyone went into a panic and threw on rain ponchos and boots. The people aboard the Goliath released the horses, which jumped into the churning sea, pulling many of the non-swimmers. Everyone made it to the abandoned islands safely, and there were no deaths. Now... you are... SHIPWRECKED.
