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The seas were turbulent, waves rocking back and forth as they collided with the ship that tried to pierce to them. The large black ship charged head on against the storm that laid in front of it, smoke coming off its chimney and obscuring the sky even more than it already was.
The ship practically bounced through the waves, causing the crew inside of it as well as its passenger to have to hold on for dear life as it threatened to flip over. Nevertheless; it was able to break through and stay afloat as it sailed through the storm.
Inside of the ship were many large room that worked as cells for the prisoners. There were up to 12 bunk beds. Prisoners were now walking around checking on their belongings or getting up from the floor after the close encounter that the ship had come to.
They were all uneasy, some seemed to actually be a bit excited, as if they couldn’t wait to get there, while others were actually praying that the ship would sink so that they wouldn’t have to reach Neo Tartaros.
Klay meanwhile was sitting in his bunk bed, his eyes deep in his book as he flipped a page and looked at the other prisoners. “That last one was very big, even I got scared,” he said before lowering his book.
His mind began to trail off, thinking about what type of things he would come to once they had reached the island, what they would see mostly. “I still don’t like the fact I have to come here, but I guess there’s nothing I can do.” He sighed before laying down on his bunk bed.