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there was no sign of sophistication
present on the high rolling stormy waves
of the Norwegian North Sea. Gutty, the
small but sturdy vessel was steering her
bow directly into the turbulent night waters at the
hands of Captain Uri Falkossi. Uri was
well over the alcoholic limit to be behind the
wheel of a car but he was no where near drunk
enough to take command of this midget amongst monsters.
the second mate Stchummer a broader man than Uri
was hauling in the few remaining lines that
where tugging on the wooden runner at the rear of the boat.
"Dave!!", Uri called, "Dave it looks like we've got something
coming up ahead on the port side!" Stchummer looked off
to the right and, through the mist coming up off the
wind struck waves, Dave saw what Uri was shouting about.
panic flooded Stchummer's veins and pumped viciously
around his body. "Dave!!" Uri was screaming as Stchummer
ran to the front of the boat...