The storm raged with a fury that seemed almost supernatural. Waves towered over the wooden ship, crashing down with a force that threatened to tear it apart. The crew, drenched and exhausted, clung to the deck, their faces etched with fear and determination.
Captain Elias stood at the helm, his eyes scanning the horizon for any sign of hope. The ship, The Sea Serpent, had been caught in the storm for hours, and the crew’s morale was waning. But Elias knew they had to press on. They were transporting a precious cargo, one that could not be lost to the depths of the ocean.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning illuminated the sky, revealing a ghostly ship sailing parallel to them. Its sails were tattered, and its hull was covered in barnacles, as if it had been underwater for centuries. The crew gasped in unison, their eyes wide with terror.
“Captain, what is that?” First Mate Jonas shouted over the roar of the storm.