The wind swooshed with might and thunder, the crashing of lightning sent shivers down my spine, the moon; glowing in the night sky, the atmosphere; covered with dark grey clouds. The cruise ship, tossing and turning in the vast ocean plain and waves crashing on the mighty cliff-face of this far, majestic , green Island; viewable from my huge glass windows.
I sat there, on the magnificent King size bed, in my first class suite. The lamps glowing and cutting every once in a while. The metallic heater; in which sat opposite my bed was the only reliable light source. I was frightened in such thrilling weather. I try moving around the fancy bedroom to calm myself of anxiety, but the rocking was too severe. Suddenly!... Bang!, Crash!, Boom!, the screaming of wealthy passengers frightened me, the cries of children and women were unforgettable. The ship; once, so far from this mysterious island, now clashing through its huge, sharp, black rocks. They punctured holes underneath the gigantic ship and smashed through the engines, thus causing huge explosions and mass flooding. The punctures were more than severe.
Almost all 2,000 passengers and 600 crew members were killed! The explosions caused huge breakthroughs of red hellfire; it entered almost all lower-deck rooms and promenade decks. People; engulfed by the hurtling flames and crew members; suffocated by the black smoke.
The ship finally came to a hult on the shiny rocks. The storm; still hammering and exceeding original thoughts of "Hopefully it will calm in a couple minutes". Unfortunately; due to the mass murder; no more than six people survived (including myself), all in which were; two world leaders, a sister and brother, and a female C.E.O of a huge electronics company. They somehow survived with only minor burns. Apparently, they were on A deck, away from the destruction; my suite was on B deck.
We ran through the promenade decks with such velocity toward the nearest exits, but they were locked! the ship making creaking noises scared all of us!, pipes bursting, windows smashing, fire emerging from bed rooms; 5 meters high almost fried me alive! All of a sudden I spotted our glimpse of hope! "Ladder! there from A Deck right to the bottom of the ship!" We, without hesitation climbed down the metal bars. They were warm to the touch but not too warm. Finally we all were able to safely go down the ship but unfortunately the jagged rocks posed as threats and barriers. Slowly, the lot of us were able to get down from the flooded, rocky reef onto solid ground.
As we started, onto the vast island, we turned, and took in the horrific sight. The ship sitting on huge rock-faces, leaning slightly to the right, clouds of smoky death emerging from the windows, and orange fire throughout the entire ship. Once a luxurious liner, now a pile of screaming horror.
