Still carrying the axe, Working his way forward along the darkest parts of the deck, dragging the wheel with him. Cut strands started unravelling along the thick manila rope as it rotated and parted, Two sharp swings parted the heavy line cleanly. its tips out of the water, Parker turned his attention to the chart of Stromness Bay, Ahead Slow. whipping against the tin-covered warehouse, Stromness Point lay somewhere off to the right. echoing in the night, leaving the channel in a gradual Once MacTaggart signalled the diesel was running, ruining the blade. Captain Erikssen shoved the dazed bosun down the companionway before entering the bridge and striking Gibson in the side of the head. placing him in mid-channel by the time Wingate slipped into the bridge. When Wingate stepped out the starboard side of the bridge, his world erupted into orbiting stars. The empty freighter responded, Once his compass settled on the desired reading, Turning to face Parker, Ever so slowly s view from the bridge changed as the s bow drifted seaward. he called for, The bronze propeller, began turning, calculating the turn to sea. creating an awful clattering, He had a clear view of the red port light when Parker illuminated it. Not wanting to run any equipment, he never saw the steward slump to the deck, Wingate crept away in the darkness. Segment 8 Parker and Gibson made for the bridge while Wingate started forward. It was all up to Wingate now. Parker found a local chart and worked out a course around Larsen Point to Cumberland Bay. Parker walked over to the console and turned on the navigation lights. was carried away by the wind. A shrill ring, It snaked away with a slight whine as his axe struck the metal guide, Parker had manoeuvred the ship through a seventy-degree turn, straining the rear line. Wingate had hid in a narrow alcove to prevent an attack by Erikssen. clearly audible above the howling wind. Gibson remained at the helm as both men stared into the inky blackness outside. intent on locating a reference on shore, he planned on using a fire axe to cut the line. Domonico drifted away into the night.
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