Dark clouds covered the once bright sky. The was no color, no sun, no blue, just dark shadows covering the dark blue, roaring ocean. Waves that started from nothing grew over 10 meters and slammed down against itself, causing large, rough waves to form all around the deep, vast water. It was difficult to see just a few feet in front of you. The only light you got was from the sudden flashes of lightning every couple minutes or so.

"Get a hold of that sail, you idiots! We'll all go over!"

"We are tryin' sir!"

A ship out at sea for long time is never a good time for the crew, especially if they get caught up in a storm like this. The high waves knocked against the boat, causing many of the crew members to lose their footing and fall onto the wet deck. The sail whipped around in the strong winds, ripping holes in the wet, white fabric.

"Want somethin' done right, you gotta do it yer self!" A man on the ship reached up and managed to grab hold of the thick ropes that were flailing around in the wind. With a strong pull he was able to bring the sail under control for the small amount needed to tie the ropes to the boat, steadying the the sail. Watching the man, the rest of the men got to work. They managed to grab some of the remaining ropes only to pull, raising the damaged sail and tie them down so the sail stayed up. The men pulled hard, making sure the sail would stay, only to pull it over and tie it down to the ship, making sure it stayed.

"Captain! Watch out!" The man turned around just in time to see a large wave, maybe twice as big as the ship, come crashing down against the ship. The whole ship was forced to rock back and forth, almost tipping it over. The men on the ship were flung off their feet. Everyone instantly grabbed a hold of something, not wanting to fall off, but many did toppled overboard. The man managed to grab a hold of the railing with his one hand. Trying to push against the wave, he tried to grab a hold with both hands. Sadly, the strong water toppled over him and pulled his body along with. Darkness, even darker than before, covered his vision. He could see nothing and nothing could see him. His arms and legs moved, trying to swim back to the surface. He was never a good swimmer… The pressure of gravity and the lack of air finally got to him. His body went limp as he released the remaining air from his mouth. Slowly, the man began his decent down to the bottom of the ocean.