The yellow life raft bobbed as Captain Sellis licked his weathered lips. He wouldn’t last another day at sea.
Through the fog ahead of him, a ship emerged.
“Help!” he croaked, waving his arms.
As the ship grew nearer, it grew … familiar.
Impossible. The Vardoger had sunk. He’d watched it disappear into the inky depths, the screams of his crewmates piercing the night.
The raft bumped against the ship’s hull and a frigid, bony hand reached out to grasp his. He looked up to find a pallid, sunken version of his own face staring back at him.
“Welcome home.”
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