The cruise ship cut through the waves, it’s massive bulk unaffected by the chop of the sea. The view of the dock was long gone, and they were underway to the next port on the list. After finally unpacking his suitcase, Steel decided to take a walk and try to get acquainted with the layout of the vessel. Something was going to happen, and this ship or someone on it had something to do with it. Deck 8 was a massive expanse of shops, bars, coffee shops all lined up with white tiled floors and neon window signs. There was a central reservation with seating and palm trees and plants, which gave the whole place a feel of being in a big city, rather than being on a ship. Passengers rushed about, taking in the sights, excited at their new surroundings. Steel looked around, in awe of the ship’s int
