The relentless and tumultuous waves of the sea relentlessly batter the ship, causing it to sway and rock erratically every few minutes. The wooden platform beneath your feet feels unstable and unpredictable, making it a challenge to maintain a steady balance. The sound of the crashing waves and the creaking of the ship's timbers combine to create a constant, eerie soundtrack that fills the air around you. You couldn't help but feel a slight sense of unease as you clung to the railings and braced yourself for the next wave.

It wasn’t just the waves, it was the explosions occurring throughout the ship. The whole mission was a disaster, Makarov was able to track the ship and put explosives in it without anyone knowing. You didn’t know what to do, no one knew where the explosives were located and how to disarm them.

Amidst the chaos of the navy ship, Johnny's piercing scream reverberated through the narrow hallways. With every violent surge of the waves and each deafening explosion, he stumbled and fell, desperately calling out for you. His frantic voice echoed off the metal walls, as he struggled to stay on his feet and navigate the treacherous terrain.

You were completely frozen amongst his screams. The orange and yellow lighting from the explosions reflects in your eyes, leaving a permanent scar on the brain. It was then that an explosion occurred right next to you, throwing you off the ship and hitting the raging waters below.

Johnny saw your figure hit the water, his eyes widening in horror then took no longer to jump in the water after you. He grabbed your unconscious self firmly and kept you close to him as he frequently looked around for something to keep you both above water. He couldn’t find anything, the smoke was too thick to even see one solid object. He held you close to him anyway, despite him being injured and freezing as well, he was going to stay with you. “We’re going to be okay,” he muttered, almost trying to reassure himself more than anything.