The rocking cabin and the continuous screams from above interrupted the conversation between Lynn and Johnny, who exchanged a glance before rushing up together.
As they opened the cabin door, the biting gale howled, and cold raindrops poured down like a dense barrage on the deck, heralding the onset of a storm...
The previously calm sea surface was now churning fiercely, with the relentless beating of the water against the ship's hull causing the sail warship to rock incessantly.
The continuous strong wind had thinned the initially thick fog considerably, doubling the visible range, but the fog was no longer pure white; it had turned an eerie shade of gray...
"Quick, tighten the sails, everyone, get moving, we must escape this area as soon as possible!"
