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FEEL SOMETHING OUT THERE
I stand my Forward Lookout There is nothing I can see But I feel there's something out there That simply cannot be To that of which I feel I wonder what I would see Bridge to Forward Lookout Bridge aye Surface contact, relative bearing zero one zero Bridge aye Bridge to Combat Bridge aye We hold no surface contacts on radar Bridge aye Sir, Forward Lookout reports a surface contact relative bearing zero one zero Combat holds no surface contacts on radar Very well Boatswain, Call the senior ET to the bridge Bridge to Combat Bridge aye Radar checks clear holding no surface contacts Bridge aye I stand my Forward Lookout There is nothing I can see But I feel there's something out there That simply cannot be To that of which I feel I wonder what I could see Sir, Combat reports radar is up, holding no surface contacts That's impossible! I can see there's something out there with my own two eyes My God, It's some kind of animal Boatswain, Call the captain to the bridge Bridge to After Lookout Bridge aye I think I've spotted a flare at one seven five Bridge aye Sir, After Lookout reports a flare at one seven five Very Well Ask Combat if we have any subs out there I stand my Forward Lookout There is nothing I can see But I feel there's something out there That simply cannot be To that of which I feel I wonder what I would see Captains on the Bridge Sir, We have some strange thing out there bearing zero one zero It doesn't show-up on radar, and it appears to be coming at us This is the Captain I have the deck and the con Helmsman Right full rudder Right full rudder aye sir Rudder is right full Very will, Steady on one six zero Steady on one six zero aye sir Sir, Combat reports having no knowledge of any subs When is the last time we've talked to the carrier? Bridge to Forward Lookout Bridge aye That strange animal, it's following us around Keeping dead-a-head Sir, Forward Lookout reports that that previously reported contact is following us around keeping dead-a-head That's impossible Nothing can move that fast Quartermaster I DON'T want this in the log Boatswain, Set general quarters Aye sir This is not a drill, this is not a drill General quarters, general quarters All hands man your battle stations This is not a drill, this is not a drill General quarters, general quarters All hands man your battle stations I stand my Forward Lookout There is nothing I can see But I feel there's something out there That simply cannot be To that of which I feel I wonder what I could see Bridge to After Lookout Bridge aye That flare I reported it looks like a woman, and she's coming up our port side, with a sword in her hand Bridge aye Sir, After Lookout reports That's okay young man I see it It looks like she's going to fight this thing Lee Helmsman, Go to all stop All stop aye sir, Engine room indicates all engines stop Very well, Boatswain I want the chaplain on the bridge On the double Aye sir I stand my Forward Lookout There is nothing I can see But I feel there's something out there That simply cannot be To that of which I feel I wonder what I would see It all of a sudden becomes impossible to speak Everything is silent Yet the wind indicator indicates a 75 knot wind The sea turns harsh And a voice thunders I have created all things All things have a purpose Force against force They complement each other, Though you do not know the reason I assure you it is my creation Both good and evil, their struggle causes the storm Do not be afraid but have faith From such were you created Till all end is complete We then hear the wind and discover we can speak again The creature struggles to get at us The lady blocks its way The lady and creature fight The thrashing about causes great waves to erupt To prevent us from taking heavy roles The captain orders the Lee Helmsman Engines back one third The wind dies down A fog bank rolls in As the water turns calm We can no longer see the fighting going on Captain orders all engines stop The sun comes out Everything is clear All around us No contacts visible Boatswain, Set the normal underway watch and pipe all hands for me to speak Aye sir This is your captain speaking I don't kow what happened out there I don't think anybody will believe this It might be best to keep this to ourselves I think it would be appropriate if we all kept silent While the chaplain says a prayer I stand my Forward Lookout There is nothing I can see But I feel there's something out there That simply cannot be To that of which I feel I wonder what I could see By: Roger Harkness |
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