Two, maybe three in the morning, the hours during which anything unexpected can
leave a person in a haze. The seas were as they had been, slowly rolling, while the
ship was quite alive for the hour.
“FLOODING! FLOODING!” whined the intercom system.
People rushing about, trying to find where they belonged during such a scenario, left plenty of confusion for the two responsible parties to scatter. At that hour no questions are asked, no assumptions made.
“FLOODING! FLOODING!” The cracking voice repeated over the intercom.
“So it’s done,” said John to an anxious Francis. “Hopefully it buys us time.”
“FLOODING! FLOODING!” whined the intercom system.
People rushing about, trying to find where they belonged during such a scenario, left plenty of confusion for the two responsible parties to scatter. At that hour no questions are asked, no assumptions made.
“FLOODING! FLOODING!” The cracking voice repeated over the intercom.
“So it’s done,” said John to an anxious Francis. “Hopefully it buys us time.”
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