As I ascended to the deck, the sound of crashing waves and howling winds assaulted my senses. The ship's crew was in a frenzy, trying to maintain control as the storm raged on. The long-bearded man, possibly the ship's captain, yelled at me to get off the deck, his voice barely audible over the howling gale.
"What the fuck is happening here?" I wondered, trying to make sense of the chaotic scene around me.
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"!!"
-But before I could ponder further, a sudden thud startled me, and I instinctively stepped back. To my left, a small fish flew right across my face, carried by the force of the violent storm. It was a surreal sight, as if even the sea creatures were being tossed about by the tempestuous weather.