John crossed his arms over his chest, watching the waves crash onto the deck. His aunt had often told him about tropical storms but he never imagined them like this. John looked at the ocean and was suddenly nervous. What if the ship wrecked? That's stupid. Bad things just didn't happen to him. At least not like that. His parents had been divorced but no one in his family had died or been kidnapped. No. Bad things just didn't happen to him. Yet he just couldn't shake a feeling in his gut that this was different. It was just jitters. He had always been somewhat afraid of the water. There was so much down there that no one knew about. John sighed and continued watching the waves crash onto the lower deck.