You open your eyes to find that you are in an Old Fashioned Sleeping Quarters. You don’t know where you are, or how you got there. You open the door, and walk down the corridor. As you walk up the stairs, you hair Clapping and Shouting. As you make it outside, you realise that you are on a ship. You see thousands of people, waving handkerchiefs to relatives on the dock, which is rapidly moving away. You push your way to the front, and bend over the rails. You see the writing on the side of the boat.

“Titanic”.