DESTINY
By Tessa Harvey
Exhausted, Captain Edward Starkey reached his cabin for a few hours of vey much needed sleep. He glanced around the small area. There was a small desk and chair bolted down, his bed and a more comfortable couch which he thought ruefully had seen little use lately.
Slumping to his knees by the narrow bed, he said quietly "God, if you are real, well I need help. Please help me see."
Pulling himself up on the bed, he slid off his thick boots, worn but still serviceable.
Within minutes he was deeply asleep. In a dream, he saw a member of the passengers, an older stern looking gentleman, standing near the ship equipment room where most electrical gear was stored. A crewman saw him, but the other waved some money beneath the young seaman's chin, also showing him some sort of identification.
The captain woke up and pulling on his boots, roused Lester Shayle, first mate. Together they went to the crews' quarters, located the seaman seen in the dream and called him out to accompany them. He looked terrified and tried to shake off the two officers. "Where do you think you can hide on a ship?" Shayle asked, bemused. "A helicopter is coming. You will all sink!"

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