“Batten down the hatches!” Ghost yells, adjusting his Captain’s hat as the wind nearly blows it off his head. “The storm’s on its way!”

His crew scurries around the deck, attempting to tie everything down and make sure nothing falls overboard. Droplets are already beginning to fall from the sky.

“These rookies better know what they’re doing or we’re dead.” Ghost mutters, turning to face you- his First Mate. His trusted one. You have almost as much authority on this ship as he does.