Claire blinked the sleep out of her eyes as she slowly sat up from the bed. The ship was rocking and swaying hard. She threw on some clothes and ran up on the upper deck. The cloud was dark and dangerous, rain pour down, slapping against the wooden floors and the waves looked nasty, and they weren't being nice to this ship, either. Ruben was behind the wheel, trying to control it. Surprisingly, most of the crew was calm, and here she was panicking, not sure what to do. She ran towards where they were trying to control the sails, she could help there. It was something easy and not too man-like.

She grabbed onto the rope, keeping a firm grip on it. A wave clashed into the side of the ship, the side she was standing on. She let out a scream when the waves hit her, causing her to let go of the rope. She slipped back and flipped off the ship, hitting the freezing water, having been taken under instantly. She fought her way back up, coughing for some air, but the waters were too strong and she was taken under again.