Chapter Five: Fitful Sleep

The sea churned in massive waves. The ship rocked to and fro, utterly buffeted by the raging storm. Portholes cracked, and cannons came free. Finally, the rope connecting the sails broke, and all hell broke loose. Men were thrown overboard, but the captain was firmly shouting orders from his post at the helm.

"Shape up there, lads! Be you pirates or infants suckling at your ma's teet?!" He howled over the storm.

Men were screaming, and then there was the monumental crack. The main mast broke, crushing several men in the process. Screams and chaos ensued, and finally, it was only the captain alone on his ship. The ship sank half a mile from dry ground, and the captain clawed his way onshore, panting exhausted, before collapsing.