As I realize where exactly I'm standing, I can't help but think how royally screwed I am.
Okay, so I'm in a chitty situation here. Not only am I on a different freaking time period, with hardly any memory, but to top it all off, I'm on the infamous death ship of hell. The fucking Titanic!
Well, that's just great! OH, now that I'm here, I should see how Jack and Rose are doing!
Seriously when I get my hands on the bastard who put me here, I'm going to strangle them to death.
Who the fuck told them I wanted this!?
If I ever get off this ship alive, I'll make it my life's goal to living as mundane as humanly possible, just to stick it to them.
WW1, WW2, yeah right, screwed that! I'm nobody's poppet.
Oh, and while your at it, you can take your fucking gift and shove it!
After all that, I ran out of breath for a few seconds. I guess cursing helps calm my nerves, knew. I gotta say tho I kind of like that.
With a better mindset, I look around me to try and find a solution to my untimely death, but no luck on that so far.
If only God would give me a break!
What am I going to do? I don't wanna die again.
I swallow hard and start to walk around the deck. The night is almost over; there must be something I can do to survive this.
As my brain tries to find an answer to my problem, the sun begins to rise on the horizon.
I gaze at it for a brief moment.
If I wasn't about to die soon, I could enjoy the beauty of it; wait a second! That's it!
The date, what's the date? How long do I have left?
If I'm not too late, then I still have a fighting chance.
With enough time left, then I can make it out alive! All I need is the help of the right people, and in this ship, there are three who are perfect for my survival.
Finally, an idea of how to survive this fiasco came to mind. Let's just hope it's not too late.
As I make it to the staircase once again, with my new great idea in mind, I see a lady blocking my way while holding her baby.
The lady sees me and smiles warmly. So, of course, I also smile at her. But then I remember I need to know the date and this was my best chance.
Hello, miss, my name is Alexander. May I ask you a question? "God, I hope this is how people talk in this era! "
The lady looks at my young face and probably thinks I'm lost or something.
Well, hello there, little boy, are you lost? Do you need help finding your parents? "Man, I hate being these young. In her perspective, I'm no older than ten! "
I respond by shaking my head no. "Actually, I would instead appreciate, if you could tell me the current date?
You see, I'm expecting a very important letter from a friend back in England, but I haven't been taking track of the dates lately.
I would like to know if it to arrive before or after we reach the States?
The lady nods in understanding. I think she bought it.
Not a problem. I'm happy to help.
Today should be the 13th of April.
My heart skips a beat, I want to believe her, but I need to be sure.
"Are you certain? Yes, very! "
I smile widely. I still had a chance; two days was more than enough time to find those three!
Well, I see you are happy, does this mean your letter will arrive in time?
Wha--, oh yes, it will thank you! May I ask for your name?
She seems embraced by my question for a few seconds.
I'm sorry, where are my manners? My name is Georgette, and this is my daughter Millvina.
I search my brain to see if maybe they were familiar.
Of course, I knew a few survivors because of the movie, but mostly because I remember reading about them somewhere.
I hate not having any memory of my past, but it's convenient having the ones I do.
Suddenly I remembered something Millvina, yes that name was vaguely familiar. Right! I remember now, she survives! Not only that, but she will be remembered as the last survivor.
I talk a little bit more with Georgette, and then I come back to my cabin. I need to sort out my plan. So, I have exactly two days left and three people to find.
Number one, Margaret Brown, aka molly Brown or fancy hat lady, Seriously one of the reasons I remember her so well is mostly because of her flamboyant hats.
She is rich at the moment, but she came from humble beginnings. That's why she is the only person in first class who gives a crap about us folks down here.
When the ship sank the first time, and there weren't enough lifeboats, she overpowered the core master of her boat and saved countless lives.
She is the perfect person to have in your corner in this kind of situation.
I'm planning to have a life after this. She will come in handy if I can make a big impression on her. Let's hope she is like in the movie.
Number two, Masabumi Hosono.
Now, this man knows how to survive. Personally, he is one of my favorites on this death trap, even if History may remember him as a coward.
This man will do whatever it takes to survive, which makes him great in my eyes.
After all, when all hell breaks loose, I'll need the kind of person who refuses to stay behind and wants to survive no matter the cost.
Essentially that person is Masabumi. He was turned away for being Japanese and a man. At that point, only the woman and children were being sent on lifeboats, but that didn't stop him.
The man waited for his chance. The moment the officer turned his back, he actually jumped off the ship into a live boat full of women and children, thus taking someone else's spot.
I need a man like that on my team—a man who wants to survive regardless of the consequences.
Finally, Violet Jessop, the most important of the three.
If I want to survive this crisis, this is the person who can make it happen. She survived not one, not two, but three-ship wrecks.
The luck this lady has is off the charts!
I need to make sure she is with us when the craziness starts. The "unsinkable "woman is probably my best shot of surviving the Titanic.
As I finish writing the three names, hope surfaced in me.
I'm going to make it! This ship will not be my end!
With those three by my side, I will be able to see land again. If I have to use them to survive, so be it.
My survival is more crucial than anything or anyone else's.
I get up from the bed and walk outside my first target, Masabumi Hosono, aka the coward.