Chapter 33 Almost To Dardre!
The North Sea Night Time 10:45pm
Sailing across the cool dark waters, lights fill the front part of team A's ship. Inside the ship's main quarters in the living area of the vessel, the crew is having there dinner. Different tasty delectables cover the long dining table. Sitting at the head of the robust table chowing down like the food is going out of style, Vic smiles while sinking his teeth into a thick meaty turkey leg. Whilst eating there meal, turning while giving an embarrassed smile, Dante says with slight hesitation, hey uncle Vic! You should probably slow down, or you might choke y'know! Halting his next bite looking at Dante with a friendly grin, Vic says with a jovial tone, I appreciate the concern little nephew! But there's no need to worry! Closing his eyes scratching the back of his head, Dante says with a relaxed tone, Okay if you say so!
Finishing his meal getting up from his seat, Damian walks over to the door that leads outside to the front of the ship. Seeing him walk away Dante looks with disquieted eyes, now out on the poop deck Damian struts over to a chair near the left side of the ship. Sitting down, taking in a deep breath, laying his head back on the head rest. Gazing up at the starry night sky, Damian says to himself with an anxious tone, we are almost there to Dardre! Eyes still focused on the stars, talking to himself once more Damian says, now it's time for me to think up a strategy that will lead are team to success!
Creak!
Stepping out the door and on to the poop deck, turning his head to the left looking with a troubled expression on his face, Dante says with a bothered tone, want to talk?
End of Chapter 33