Lonely Ship (Extremely vivid non-lucid)
by
, 09-04-2012 at 07:01 AM (291 Views)
I am standing on one of those 1700's sailing ships. You know, like the Black Pearl from Pirates of the Carribean? Anyways, the ship is just drifting in the middle of the Arctic Ocean. At least I assume that is where I was, all I could see was waves and icebergs. It was late at night but I could see due to the spectacular Northern Lights and of course the moonlight. I was standing near the wheel, looking out over the deck and the ocean in front of me. I remember feeling anxious, like I was waiting for something to happen. I had no clear goals or really any idea why I was on this ship or how I got here. I was freezing cold and all alone. The wind was strong, but not gusting. Just a constant rush of air at my back. The sea was getting progressively stormier so I went below deck to avoid the wind and the cold spray of the sea. I was going through the footlockers and cupboards in the crew's quarters, when I found an old book bound in some sort of darkened leather. I tried to read it, but the pages were wiped blank immediately after I turned to them. I could see the words for only an instant. I put it back, not wanting to disturb this creepy ghost ship I guess. I turned to leave and there was a large man in the doorway. He must have been nearly 7ft tall, and he was dressed in a captain's uniform. His hair was grey and his face was deeply lined, but his eyes were bright and alert. He was holding a large silver key in his left hand. I asked him what the key unlocked. He said a key doesn't unlock anything, it only locks things. I was confused but it seemed foolish to argue. He asked me to come to the Captain's Quarters for a cup of tea and to chat. I followed him, but the whole time I wondered where he came from. I had already searched the entire ship and found nobody. We sat down at the table and he set down a kettle of tea and two small teacups. I picked up the kettle and poured myself a glass of sand. Bone dry sand, not tea. I looked up to ask him why he had sand in a tea kettle, but I was alone in the room. I freaked out and called for him, but he didn't answer. I opened the door and ran out onto the deck, searching for him. I was alone again. Now the waves were gigantic and crashing down on the deck. I ran up the steps to the wheel of the ship and looked out over the ocean. A wave twice as tall as the ship crashed down on the deck and smashed it into pieces. I sunk into the ocean like a lead weight before I woke up.