You walked through the cabins at a slow pace. You were always an important member of the team, they would be lost if it weren't for your wit and way of easing tense situations.

The air outside was very cold, the water splashed violently on the oil platform, as you headed towards the north part of the platform to enter the cafeteria with the other members of the Beira D.

Between the cabins you saw the grumpy Cameron "Caz" McLeary saying curse while he got up in a heavy way.

—"Damn..."