Going down into the ocean beneath. Screams echo out from my vessel into the depths of the vast and empty ocean I am surrounded by. I hear the whispers of the captain with his first mate. The first mate is pleading to the captain to admit he made a mistake setting off. The weather was stormy well before I docked. I creak with every movement I continue across the rocky waters, sinking further below as time passes. The captain is determined to stand his ground and will join me on the ocean floor. I know my fate is inevitable. I know my wood was built strong enough to travel the seas, but water does have its own strengths.

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