Storm clouds had been gathering for several hours, and the ship’s captain knew he was in trouble. Reaching for the side of the deck, gripping tightly until his knuckles were a shade of white, he yelped as a wave the size of Africa swooped over the boat towards him. Salty water surrounded him, pushing angrily until he ran for cover. The normally impressive boat was like an insignificant ant as it crept closer to the towering rocks. Into the hull, he ran for cover from the storm that was furiously searching for him in the dark sea. The captain’s breath quickened, shakily he shuffled towards the window looking out to his deepest fear. The sea was a whirlwind, unpredictably attacking the boat, pushing it closer and closer to the rocky cliff face.