Aboard the Vessel

"A-Airship!? That thing's a frickin' airship?"

"Yes. That aircraft belongs to the Mesiu Company—a cargo ship."

My eyes squinted. My voice grunted; grips tightened. Sheer goosebumps struck my arms. Chill stormed my back, as if spiders crawled up to my neck. Unfathomable. That big building which looked like a submarine was actually an airship. As we closed in, the said airship became much clearer to our eyes. I noticed what seemed to be the cockpit windows. Also, I spotted how the aircraft was attached to the large platform. 

It was then I realized. Where we stood now was the Samasa Airport.