I woke up upside-down. Random accessories, broken speakers, and an alarm clock smacked me in the face, as I rotated 180 degrees in the air. Shrieks from beyond came to me first, before the realization that the boat capsized. Soon as I reached for the door, gravity slammed it shut. Water bursts in behind me like a jet stream from the windows, sandwiching me to the front of the room. With one foot of space to breathe, I managed to crack open the door with the tips of my toes pushing down on the handle. The meeting room was halfway submerged, couch cushions became buoys, cans of beans floating horizontally. Heavy crashing and sparks popped from Ken's cabin, as I freestyle-stroked my way to freedom. I heard, "Hmph two bee life coach! Guts awn with you!" from the main deck.