What I remembered most was the fire.
The way it announced its presence in the sky with a thunderous clap and a bang. Those first few seconds, looking up, my eyes still making sense of what they saw, I wanted to believe it was fireworks, some sort of celebration, or maybe a bunch of delinquent teenagers fooling around late at night.
Because, when faced with the impossible, the mind would always try to find reason. It would always try to find a suitable cause for something as horrific as fire and brimstone in the middle of the damn ocean.
But, for us, the passengers on that ill-fated ferryboat off the coast of North Carolina that night, there was no other answer.
We were all doomed.
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