Day 1
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| The sea is getting darker. Seaweed on the surface, reducing speed in case propellers fouled, radio contact with shore lost, doesn't seem to be a transmitter fault... |
Night 1
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| Tried to take a fix... clear sky but something not right, stars all wrong. Continuing South by compass bearings but no confidence in those readings either. |
Day 2
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| Increasing amount of weed on surface, slowing almost to a halt. Strange lights in the sky. Don't know where we are... |
Day 3
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| Propellers jammed but ship caught in a current and still heading South. Weed getting thicker. Later, strange structures piercing the surface of the sea... leprous weed-encrusted edifices with strange, unearthly markings or carvings. Strangely not human. Crew unsettled as ship drifts amongst the 'buildings'. |
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An update... the cargo ship is by
SGTS' MESS.
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Cthulhu fhtagn!
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