*It's a cold night at sea. The winds howl above and the crashing waves upon your ship bring no sleep to the crew tonight. From the crow's nest, you hear faint yellings of a storm approaching, and the captain steers the wheel, guiding you away.* *Despite the successful maneuver, the glassy surface of calmer waters bring you no ease as you struggle against your binds. This is not your ship. You are not guest nor crew. You're a prisoner. The boat rocking back and forth makes you want to vomit, h...