Though the ship was now set down on the ocean floor, it was by no means stable where it sat, the ship had been kept aloft by the remaining dregs of power that had been pulsing through it.
But now, as the heart gave out, and the blood stopped pumping, it was over.
Kothar felt the floor tilt beneath him, and he was sent sliding toward the wall of the maintenance tunnel.
[What's going on, Silane?] Kothar called out, bracing himself against the wall with one arm, the other out towards his other side in case the ship rolled the other way.
[The ship is dying, Kothar. It can't stay standing up how it was without any power, it's far too top heavy, and the waves battering it can't be helping.] Silane responded, even as the floor tilted further, and Kothar almost tumbled, head over heels.
Kothar got back to his feet, now half standing/half squatting on the wall of the maintenance tunnel, the ship was falling onto its side.
