Thank God.

To say I'm relieved that my first post got through would be an understatement of massive proportions.

Even though it seems like not many people saw it, the fact anybody did is a blessing in itself.

Because we hope that all of us might make it out of the situation yet.

First and foremost, to the people who did see it and comment, I can't thank you enough, especially

to the person who suggested a plan on what to do in regards to the power.

It was actually, thanks to you, that I was able to give the captain and the others a suggestion of what to do today.

Unfortunately, due to the fact that we were so excited to get off the point of no return before she sank on,

who went underneath us, but he didn't bring the life rafts with us.

Only the supplies that we thought we'd need.

We were too caught up in the fact that we had a better alternative to remember to lug it up

the ladder.

I do have to confess one thing to you all though.

When I first woke up this morning and check the comments that you left, I thought people were either

pulling my leg thinking I was bullshitting you all or that you'd been mistaken.

I mean after all if if the Queen Elizabeth caught fire and sank years if not decades ago

how the hell could we be on board? Those ships, legitimate ones, only exist in horror movies, not in real life.

It had to be a mistake made here. However, after some of the things that have happened today,

I can't help but start to wonder if you're right. And if you are, we're in a whole lot bigger trouble than we thought.

I'm jumping the gun though. I should tell you what went down today. When I first woke up the first thing I realized was that the storm had passed.

The rain no longer pounded on the roof of the ship and it no longer twisted about in the swells.

For a moment, he was so calm I forgot where we were.

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