Chapter Thirteen

Dragging Anchor

I was thrown backwards against the wall of the power car, no warning.

The whole ship shuddered, and rotated on the forward mast.

Frank was thrown into the running motor knocked unconscious.

motors running

It’s hard to hear anything above the sound of the motor, when you are in a power car.

screaming ground crew being dragged, drug, whipped about

I pulled Frank off the motor, his left shoulder and bicep burned bad.

He is breathing and the burn seems to be cauterized, no bleeding.

out the window of the power car I can see the horizon changing rotating,

left to right fast, trees, fence line, hanger

men being dragged in the dark below me

I could feel the anchor grab release plowing

the screaming stopped

the voices grew distant

my ears popped

the ship grew quiet

motors running

drifting

Chapter Fourteen