"Get me that ratchet! We need to tighten those bolts and stop this damn machine from falling!" Ross shouted as he inspected the crane's base. Rain pelting down,
"Here!" Harry quickly handed the tool, looking around in caution.
"This storm, it came out from nowhere, you don't think the uh legends are true... Right?" He asked hesitantly.
"Oh be realistic, you be crazy Harry, Sea monsters?! How ridiculous!" Ross exclaimed loudly, tightening the bolts holding down the iron crane. He let out a breath of relief and opened his mouth to speak.
"This misery... How long will it last?" Thunder rumbled at that moment as the rain kept lashing down.
"Who knows Ross, who knows..." Harry sighed as he looked at the ramshackle ropes nearby with worry.
"Will those last though?" He nodded towards them as he asked with a frown.
"What? The ropes? Course, have some faith in me, Harry, I know what I'm doing," Ross glanced at the ropes, his gaze relaxed as he chuckled.
"You worry too much!" He smiled before focusing on the task on-hand.
Harry sighed and got back to securing the rusty covered machinery. A cloudy mist slowly converging at the harbour, making the vicinity gradually lose its visibility.
"Crack," Up above, the rocks began to loosen as small pebbles started to fall while dust began to spread far and wide into the wind.