It was apocalypse. Impending doom. We knew a huge tsunami was coming, and the wind was cutting. I stood inside the control room at top deck screaming my lungs out to Andy, to get his permission to let a monk and his minder through the door. Andy disappeared – that bastard. I started shouted for Darren but he was no where to be found. Oh come on! We only have minutes, no, seconds to spare! WHERE THE FUCK WERE THEY! Oh now I finally spotted Andy, and this time shrieked on top of my lungs for Andy to give me the fucking consent to let the monk and his kinder through. Finally, I saw him nod his consent. With a quick motion I opened the latch and let them through. One more second delay and we would all be swept away by waves.

Approval. What a fucking nuisance.

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