"Keep the ship steady! I'll control the direction!"

Isaak the captian of the crew, yelled out to the coordinator of the ship. He rushed outside and to his shock it was worse than he imagined. The waves were too big and the deck was all flooded, wind blowing everywhere. Suddenly the boat lost balance and it shifted to the side which caused Isaak to slip down and slide over the edge of the ship. He instantly fell into the cold water and he thought..this was the end..he would drown and freeze to death. Due to the impact of the fall Isaak lost consciousness, 100% sure that he was going to die like this. But to his surprise he woke up hours later, he was laying back flat on a comfortable and warm bed, his clothes soaked. When his vision cleared the man looked around and the first thing he noticed was an unknown woman sitting by the side of the bed, preparing something that seemed like medicine.

Isaak couldn't speak, he was so confused on how the hell he managed to survive and get here..Just what happend..to him..to his crew and ship..? He tried to speak but he could only cough, his lungs still filled with a bit of water making it hard to breathe and talk, he coughed and choked which alarmed the woman beside him.