Imagine a friend has asked you to go sailing to catch the sunset.

Sounds amazing.

And if sunscreen and boat shoes aren't your thing, it's okay.

We're just taking a mental escape.

No seasickness, no sharks, I promise.

Though I would happily take any offers for such an experience if you're

listening. Anyway, it's a perfect evening. And as you set sail, life could not be more grand,

with the wind in your hair and dolphins jumping next to you as you go further out to sea.

Come on, we're just visualizing.

We can have dolphins or even unicorns with us if we want. Turning around to see how far out

you are, land is now just a dot on the horizon. Returning your gaze forward, you notice the sky

is inundated with the darkest of clouds.

Where did those come from, you ask?

Within moments, you're in the middle of a giant storm.

Waves, stories high, lightning coming from every angle as the mast is struck and falls into the ocean, leaving you and your friend without any ability to steer to clear skies.

But fortunately, just as quickly as the storm came, the storm has left.

Exhausted, shaken, and soaked, you never liked those boat shoes anyway, you looked around to

see the boat in tatters. Barely intact, but intact nonetheless. However, the radio does not work,

and all you're left with are some crackers and a bottle of Versaico that you were hoping to drink while

watching the sunset. As the waves calm and you slowly compose yourself, you'd assign to wait for help.

No need to alarm anyone, you say. I'm sure help will come by at some point. We're fine.

Puzzled, your friend suggests trying to find a way back to shore.

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