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gord96 · 02-22-09, 10:43 PM

A few hours later...

Phillip poured a cup of coffee and took a seat at a table in the galley of the Poppy. A few crewmen were also in the room, but kept to themselves. It was getting late and the deck was not a pleasant place to be right now. The cold January wind was at its worst tonight. Phillip's mind wandered about, thinking about his cargo, and the wealth he would soon have. He hoped this war would be over soon. Last thing he needed was to be worried about France being attacked as he was trying to enjoy his earnings.....

Phillip looked around. What just happened? He couldnt hear anything. Was he bleeding. Why was the table he was sitting at a second ago, now on top of him.

"AHHOOOOGA! AHHOOOOGA!"

Phillips hearing came rushing back to the point of bursting his ear drums. He stood up. The galley was in shambles. Tables everywhere were overturned. The crewmen were unconscious on the floor as well. He touched his head. It was bleeding. What the.....

Phillip's thoughts were interuppted as the boat shook violently again and sent him flying into the wall. He was able to brace himself and regained his balance and fled towards the door. When he opened it a wave of heat hit him. Fire. All he could see was fire down the corridor. He heard explosions at the far end of the ship. He turned and went towards the other exit. Up a flight of stairs and he was outside on the deck. He didnt even notice the cold. All he saw was the whole rear of the vessel was in flames. Men were scrambling to fight the fire or to run from it.

"Mr. Shank!" came a voice from behind. It was the young first officer of the Poppy. He was walking down the gangway from the bridge. "Please make your way towards the life boats. We may have to abandon ship."

"No! What about my cargo!? We can't abandon it!!" screamed Phillip.

The man walked towards Phillip and looked him in the eye.

"Mr. Shank. We have been torpedoed by a U-Boat. The cargo hold is an inferno. We are trying to keep the boat from sinking but we need to be prepared."

Phillip stared out at the sea. It was very dark. He was all of a sudden scared. The ocean looked cold and very rough.

Boom!

The two men spun to see the Stephanie, the small merchant to the Poppy's port explode into a massive fireball. The boat's deck was completely aflame. Phillip stared in disbelief. Numb. Cold. Scared.

02-22-09, 10:43 PM	#3
gord96 Commodore Join Date: Nov 2002 Posts: 627 Downloads: 57 Uploads: 0	A few hours later... Phillip poured a cup of coffee and took a seat at a table in the galley of the Poppy. A few crewmen were also in the room, but kept to themselves. It was getting late and the deck was not a pleasant place to be right now. The cold January wind was at its worst tonight. Phillip's mind wandered about, thinking about his cargo, and the wealth he would soon have. He hoped this war would be over soon. Last thing he needed was to be worried about France being attacked as he was trying to enjoy his earnings..... Phillip looked around. What just happened? He couldnt hear anything. Was he bleeding. Why was the table he was sitting at a second ago, now on top of him. "AHHOOOOGA! AHHOOOOGA!" Phillips hearing came rushing back to the point of bursting his ear drums. He stood up. The galley was in shambles. Tables everywhere were overturned. The crewmen were unconscious on the floor as well. He touched his head. It was bleeding. What the..... Phillip's thoughts were interuppted as the boat shook violently again and sent him flying into the wall. He was able to brace himself and regained his balance and fled towards the door. When he opened it a wave of heat hit him. Fire. All he could see was fire down the corridor. He heard explosions at the far end of the ship. He turned and went towards the other exit. Up a flight of stairs and he was outside on the deck. He didnt even notice the cold. All he saw was the whole rear of the vessel was in flames. Men were scrambling to fight the fire or to run from it. "Mr. Shank!" came a voice from behind. It was the young first officer of the Poppy. He was walking down the gangway from the bridge. "Please make your way towards the life boats. We may have to abandon ship." "No! What about my cargo!? We can't abandon it!!" screamed Phillip. The man walked towards Phillip and looked him in the eye. "Mr. Shank. We have been torpedoed by a U-Boat. The cargo hold is an inferno. We are trying to keep the boat from sinking but we need to be prepared." Phillip stared out at the sea. It was very dark. He was all of a sudden scared. The ocean looked cold and very rough. *Boom!* The two men spun to see the Stephanie, the small merchant to the Poppy's port explode into a massive fireball. The boat's deck was completely aflame. Phillip stared in disbelief. Numb. Cold. Scared.